The ambulance roared through the traffic
For I was dying, I know
The nurse’s were waiting, the Doctor too
To take me to the rooms below.

My family was there
But I did not know they were standing by my side
They told me that I was full of needles
But I was not aware of where I was.

I journeyed through a small door
And entered a maze of light
As I tried to escape, walls surrounded me
As I struggled to get out.

I wandered through the maze for a long time
When I entered a large room with seats
And sitting there were four patriarchs
And they looked down at me.

I felt the hair rise on my neck
For I knew just where I was
My life flashed before their eyes and mine
And I waited to be judged.

One judge was the leader and sat in front
I heard myself plead for my life
I told them that I had never hurt anyone.
But I knew they were judging my soul.

They did not ask me if I was rich
Or if I had great power or might
But I knew they judged me by my works
And they gave their verdict to me.

They gave me advice and then they vanished from sight
And I was left in the maze alone
After endless time I came back to the door
And I hurried to life outside.

My husband told me he cried
I believe he thought I was gone.
But today whenever I feel tempted to flinch
I remember and know I must go on

I am grateful to have gone there- I learned a lot
And to remember so clearly their advice
The years have passed but I keep their words close to my heart
For I know that I will go there at last.

I will not lust after wealth
But I hope in that at the end to hear those words
Well done, thou good and faithful servant
Now enter into God’s house.

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