My last request

I sat today, my last request, I prayed, to come to me. I thought of the days of my life, the hours I spent, the laughter I kept. For the rest of my life I begged, down on my knees, I wept, the strength I needed to fulfill this day, to live like I carried no weight. This is my last request I asked, grant me the air I breathe, the heart that beats, the memory that bares the greatness, this universe. Please remove the blindness, the barriers, the pain, my last request I knelt head in hands, hands on my head. For those around me to love and let live and no more tears for them to shed. I thought of the stars and the sand, the vast ocean of beauty left unseen, the scattered priorities and the misdirected doubts, the fears I held and the worry I had thrown about. I had chased death, sat still, been stubborn and mislead and

I asked for forgiveness in this hour of revelation, strength in the scattered minutes, peace in the seconds of silence. And still I lived on, my last request painted on my face, I asked to feel the world, their pain and their lives so I may walk straighter, understand sweeter. In the last days of darkness I made amends, I charted a new path, I breathed easier, I asked my maker the questions I knew could not be answered, why, I cried out with tears of joy, do I not as I should, I have been so lucky but not in the typical sense of the word. And so I begged this one last time, my final request, grant me the rest of my life, the love I seek to find and the understanding of this life. I picked myself up off the floor, opened my eyes as I lifted my head and sang out sweetly the last thought on my mind, grant me this last request before I come home, my last place of rest. I do not ask for riches or eternity or even less. Hope and love, strength and peace, the moments of happiness I painted to remember, give me these thoughts and I shall give you this life the final word on all matters and all my fight, my final request, I asked, yours to be taken and cast into the light.