-By Linda Lee Lyberg
Will I be resistant, or lay down my soul bare
and go eagerly to the bright blessed light?
Should I let go and concede my life’s flight?
For death in essence is but another sliding door
Through which our soul passes, forevermore.
I am linking this to dVerse Meeting the Bar. The form is Chaucerian stanza or rime royale: seven lines rhyming ababbcc. Please do join in!