No More of Me

It is the looking forward
that keeps me going.

The anxiety of tomorrow
drives me with a push.

I wake up with a renewed energy
ready to face the day.

The day dawns as expected
the events move in a zig zag.

I negotiate like a trained driver
 clearing one by one,

 I slow down, overtake, go behind
cross and follow with patience.

Incredible it appears seeing my own self
tolerant and pragmatic.

I am close to the destination
which looks like a paradise.

One more step to go
to merge with eternity.

 Nearing, almost there,
Oh! I will be seen no more.