It called out to me

Beckoned, awaiting

White rays embraced lovingly

Gently caressing, reunited

I strolled slowly, tearfully

Savouring the warmth

For ages I have awaited

Reunited with The White Rod of Bliss!

But

Venomous mists, jealous

Clutching, snatching at me

In vain I evade

And yet, no escape

Whirlpools swirl in my mind

And gleefully, they succeed

Relentless, merciless

Corrupting my flesh

As my insides burned with searing pain

This giant crushed me externally

Gentle, subtle, yet brutal

Actions betraying his soft voice

Fearful eyes from far away

Gasps and sighs resonate

Fears will only rest at my death

For my pain is for their gain

And then, I fall

Deep into the darkness

Ironic, for just moments ago

I bathed in white light

A final stumble

Wings limp, yet I fly

And then, forever gone

The end.