When old age calls his name
He seems to give no blame.
When death says he's tall
He stopped to answer the call.
Battling on tunnel in a darkly night
Cruel, this immortal shadow, to fight.
Like a baby, he mimics it earthly touch
He patrols with death in a rush.
This journey cool, but painful
Heart will rest, if graceful.
Today to the grave, a new birth
A journey between life and death.
Godspower Oshodin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-journey-between-life-and-death/
