Towards the Light

With great trepidation
Cautious as can be
He moves towards the lights
Brightly glowing
Like purest energy
Beckoning him
It calls his name
Reassuring in its warmth
Splendrous in its beauty
Enraptured
Hypnotized
Lured in
He pushes his erethereal self
Through the gate
Empty body, essence gone
Now a husk, soul moved on
To a place we all seek
A place at which we'd like to peek
With his soul he takes the answer