Who is Next?

It need not be the one,
expecting to depart,
The one with the ailing lungs
or failing heart.

Not always one engaged
in a bloody strife
Or one embracing danger
in a ventureful life.

It could be you or I,
by night or day
It’s often one with plans
for a good long stay,

For even angels do but
guess at best
On whom the hand of God
is about to rest.

— From Divine Alchemy