MARA’S DUE

‘Twas many a year
Since last I saw her
On that shore
So far away
Where once I’d come
So close to death
In the guise of maiden fair
She told me then
That I was hers
To claim when
My long life was done
And what a life – so full!
Women, fortune, fame…
All mine for the taking
As I am hers.
Now here she sits
Beside my bed
As my spark flickers fitfully
Before the long dark night
“It’s time…” She sighs
And reaches forth
Her cold white hand
To gently rest
Upon my fevered brow.
A calmness takes me
The curtains of the world
Draw back revealing
A path as yet untravelled
Though one we’re fain to tread.
I feel no fear
But turn and smile
At her pale beauty
And with my final breath
Whisper…
“Mara!”

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