Today is a gorgeous reflective poem, "Taharah."
This piece deals with the idea of the afterlife, not in terms of heaven or hell, but in terms of thelife our body has after our death. It is subdued and calm in its voice, as I imagine we would be, the body no longer burdened with our emotional attachments.
So the prompt is, write about the preparations of your body after death. It is okay if it is a grief-stricken or sad poem, but it does not have to be. It is also an opportunity to step back from the body you inhabit and consider it in its wholeness, its whole arc through the world, rather than how we often interact with our bodies, moment by moment.