Have you ever wondered about the tapestry of images that a peaceful death can evoke? When I saw this picture
I thought about the sweetness of one’s last moments. It is a time of saturation when all of life’s characters do the last dance right before your eyes.
Once upon a time- it comes to me now in a rush
It isn’t so bad to be leaving. I know what you think.
Tears well up in your eyes when you see I have packed.
Journeys! what marks they make on memory. It isn’t that way at all
The sea swell in your throat is for you. Not me. I see that now, so clearly
As I lie down- there is a rush with the past, time ticks again and I see us dance
Yesterday, a song? replayed. Thoughts suspended- the he and the she becoming
That elusive thing- the Self? The One? The only?
Enacts once more and in my mind two shadows kiss.
I will not share this joy with you- My mystery, My going- see my pallor
In fear. In wonder.
© neelthemuse, 2012