And though Cyrus heard the footsteps coming,
he never flinched for he knew he couldn’t outrun them.
Not afraid of what was soon to be,
knowing there was no point in trying to flee.
Not shaken to his core like most would think
accepting the fact that he was on the brink.
Now Cyrus was close to what was expected,
perhaps not as soon, but still was not dejected.
Years of highs and lows flashed through his mind.
The good, the bad, didn’t matter for it was time.
So, Cyrus closed his eyes and prepared to rise,
knowing that he would soon be up in paradise.
Making a choice years before after his love moved on by.
Never wavering and never retreating from the One up high.
And so, Cyrus left this earth on course towards his love.
Now both live in harmony once again high up above.
