My Will And Testament

As the evening shadows grow longer When light beams ebb slowly down the West I sit by my desk with one eye tilted to the past The other straining into future, Like Janus, more conscious of change and time A pilgrim in the long road of life I'm about to enter my journey's end When death visits to claim my life I'll bow in perfect acquiescence How often I am governed by a queer thought That Death should come and summon me Before I grow too frail to be a burden on myself And on all those who are close to me When I am gone, share among yourselves All that I have saved over the years I don't have much to offer in cash or kind Except some trinkets and a few pieces of jewellery Besides, I have in my shelf a few books of verse Jotted down now and then Dipping my pen in my life blood Putting forth thoughts that whispered to me In the enormity of my solitude Which I deem more precious than all my possessions Where you'll hear the faint beatings of my heart In perfect love and of free will I leave these behind for you to share equally Once death has claimed my life, bury me all in white As a symbol of the purity of soul I tried to maintain With white blossoms covering my coffin And this, you carve on the grave where I sleep; "In this tomb, under the canopy of the sky Lies someone, though a small fry Had a heart as big as a mountain high Who with songs of love, every soul did tie"