A perfect day to die

Will be a day of quiet joy
when all that has been asked of me
has easily been given
when everyone who cares for me
can freely let me go
when I have known a life well-lived
besides that of my own
when what I leave knows greater peace
than what I was born into
when all my light’s been shown
and not until that perfect day
will I lie down
to die to this
to enter bliss
to call it all my Home

Traveler On The Path