Awaiting that moment, was it Meant to be, as two feathers Floated upon a last breath.
White as if from heaven, landed Settled upon the left eye. Seeing, searching the mind of All the good that was done.
Dark as night a feather as ominous As night itself fell upon the right. Seeing, searching the soul for All that tainted through life.
Barbs did seed upon the flesh, and all that was known was now Learnt, nothing hidden all was seen from within.
Each rachis did fill, leached from The body of what was drawn in, Soul, heart, mind now emptied in to each feather filled.
The quill did drip, with all that Was taken, the feathers had fallen Earthbound each partaken upon the Gateways of the soul.
What did it find within, as a drop Fell from each upon the lips, and A last word spoken from each.
But only you will speak these words Once the feathers fall and see all Within. One white, one black which One will carry you, where will your Afterlife now begin.