What do we see when the Sun goes down on the last eve of our stay?
Do we reflect, or just genuflect, as we are passing away?
Do thoughts and feelings invade us even whilst breathing our last?
Are we at one with all that we’ve done or shall we atone for our past?
It matters not one jot, I expect, so few of us contemplate and
To those who consider such questions at all, it is maybe already too late.