The Will of the Force

by Starleap

A small 2 minute poem about Padme before she died.

Disclaimer: I do not own Padme or anyone in the Star Wars saga. But Special Thanks to George Lucas for letting me roam around in that galaxy far far away.

The Will of the Force

By Starleap (AKA Padme)

I feel the pain. I cry out.

"ANAKIN! ANAKIN, I NEED YOU!"

I start to cry, knowing that my love, the person who I trust most of all, is not here.

I hear a voice. A distant voice. Not a human voice.

"There is nothing wrong with her. She's just… lost the will to live."

I can barely see. I think back.

Our fight against those huge beasts in the arena on Geonosis.

Our marriage. Our love.

I feel life leaving me. Physically and mentally.

Life leaving womb and body.

And then, I make life.

I feel… Destiny. That this is meant to happen.

The Will of the Force.

And as I lay here, thinking of Ani, my love, my soul,

I know that today, today of all days, a new hope is born.

One day, justice, love, and hope will return.

And as I lay here I know the name I must give.

"Luke… Leia."

Then all is black.

And as I fade away I know that this was supposed to happen.

And that good will return with the blessing and the

Will of the Force.