The last breath
A movement, deliberate; a decision, considered
The death
Of sensation and the freedom it delivered
The flame and the flicker, the leaf and the quiver
The silence and the echo, my spine and the shiver
I saw the light, I felt the fire
Through the suffering eternal, still, the unquenchable desire
Under the aegis, the search for elixir
My expression, composed; my soul, cavalier
Even the leaves of the pines fall in the darkness of winter
Yet, through your corridor'd eyes, the light still shines
into
The shadow
The expiration of memory, into the abyss we are hurled
The separation
I always knew that you were too good for this world
