Dying is a one way ticket
For travel to Heaven or to Hell
Judged on our life long traits
A rewards card is given as well

The physical body is leaving
We never wish it to carry pain
We pray to our God almighty
That redemption is ours again

Winter is the earthly season
Which reminds us of our lives
How we will return to ground
Ready to admit life's demise

When we are living many fear
Knowing that travel is through
physically our death is visual
Not so a mental point of view

For memories are like a cruise
Leaving the dock for open sea
The land becomes diminished
Until there's nothing left to see

Death is like fading into sleep
Relaxed and feeling so content
Our brains are actively thinking
Until the subconscious event

Being anesthetized is like dying
We suddenly seem to 'check out'
The difference is that our brains
After, can know what life's about.