The Crossroads of Life and Death

I hap’ed to meet Death once,
Along the Shining road,
I was going up it,
And he back down again,
Top o’ the mornin’ to ya,
I cheerfully put forth,
And the rest of the day to thee,
Came his grim reply,
I asked him how his business went,
If it was going well,
He answered it was booming,
Almost too much for him to do,
He asked me about the gleaming courts,
And if life there was good,
And answered as good as ever,
Though few notice none,
We chatted a bit and gossiped,
Shared a drink of whiskey strong,
Then both went on upon our ways,
Him down and me on up.
~Muninn’s Kiss, January 2, 2014