The City That God Had Built..

he died in the dream,
and no one could tell me why;
he just did-
in that moment, he withered like an old tree-
and settled into death.
he was tired and worn out.
his life meant little to him now-
a hollow drum.
his breathing receded into the night-
and from his lungs.
he welcomed her as the last flicker of thoughts played his mind.
he awoke to find himself alone,
looking over the city God had built-
a beautiful city.
no more death, pain, waiting.
he walked toward the gate
"welcome to the city i built for you."
eternity has begun-
you are the chosen.