Like the last ember
of a dying cigarette
Away floats the worries
that clog today

Clouds as dark
as night itself
Wander effortlessly
in search of crowded skies

What was once
Taking life
Is now graceful
and returning peace

The melodic chirps
of creatures near and far
Embrace the space
around the table

I watch
gaze fixed
On that last ember
floating into the moonlit air