An ode to my beloved grandfather

A few lines that I penned (typed) out in the couple of minutes after hearing about the loss of a loved one .Helped with the mourning process
An ode to my thatha

The heart stops, The blood gets stagnant
The body starts to get cold
I watch it all confused for that body was I

Relatives come check the pulse of the now dead me
Sorrow and cries frantic calls to doctors and family
I watch from my chair confused and flustered
For it has not sunk in

The body cage is finally cremated
I have no body to return to
Now I know I have clinically died

Was that really me?
Who am I Oh Lord for I have lost my identity

A Divine light shines engulfing me and my surrounds
I hear the cosmos within me and around me
A set of Golden stairs in front beckon
I bless my family for its my time to go
In a second my whole life flashes in my mind
Oh what a glorious life I have had

I start to climb the stairs
I climb and climb and climb
For 3 days and 3 nights I climb
There is no tiredness no fatigue
I am growing younger
I am now the lad I once knew at 18
Full of joy and life

I come to the end of my journey
I see all my loved ones
People whom I seem to have known for an eterntiy
I merge with my divine family
I am now part of them and they are part of me
Joy permeates me