in your good time

I can see
people on the other
side.
she whispers
lying in
bed,
the rain coming
down outside
her window.
I see my mother
and father,
my sister
who took her own
life, she says,
reaching
a hand out as if
to touch someone.
it's all so
clear, she says,
smiling. it's all
so good.
I'm glad to be
going, don't weep
for me. i'll
see when you
arrive in your
good time.
in your good time.