You became dust
at the falling of another
biodegradable relationship
I'm kicking up ashes
from a paper urn
decaying beneath
where feet now tread
The Centre of my Universe
in just the palm of one hand
a completed process
no bone fragments
of shards, just ashes
*b
l
o
w
n
a
w
a
y*
Our whole world in mere
grains, each part of us
ground into ounce weighing
particles; each a tale of
experiences shared
It was a mourning
a funeral service
without a death, only
grief racing through
my every vein
I'm dressed in black;
veiled
my skirt dragging along
gravel below, I know
as the crow manifests
it's time to let go
*cah
cah
cah*
Times are to change
a passing of the old
rebirth of
my beloved
Candle light forms
shadows, as night draws
closing in, &
I understand
Life is ephemeral
my appreciation grows
&, as I lift myself to
the temple
I scatter what remains of
*us
us
us*
&, as darkness falls
carried by the crow -
our communicator,
he crosses us from
this world
to the next.
© Sia Jane
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 6:31 PM UTC
You became dust
at the falling of another
biodegradable relationship
I'm kicking up ashes
from a paper urn
decaying beneath
where feet now tread
The Centre of my Universe
in just the palm of one hand
a completed process
no bone fragments
of shards, just ashes
*b
l
o
w
n
a
w
a
y*
Our whole world in mere
grains, each part of us
ground into ounce weighing
particles; each a tale of
experiences shared
It was a mourning
a funeral service
without a death, only
grief racing through
my every vein
I'm dressed in black;
veiled
my skirt dragging along
gravel below, I know
as the crow manifests
it's time to let go
*cah
cah
cah*
Times are to change
a passing of the old
rebirth of
my beloved
Candle light forms
shadows, as night draws
closing in, &
I understand
Life is ephemeral
my appreciation grows
&, as I lift myself to
the temple
I scatter what remains of
*us
us
us*
&, as darkness falls
carried by the crow -
our communicator,
he crosses us from
this world
to the next.
© Sia Jane