Pounding against cages strong
Jumping soon, but not for long.
Until the wind begins to rush
Throughout the blood.
Throughout the brush.
Pausing only quickens time
Reverberating with Life's crime
Stolen, asking, "Will you come
With mournful strings
And ceaseless drum?"
Rhythmic melody will call
All the demons to Death's thrall
Exhausted heart strain faster still
They beat no more
No more they will.
Reassuring rhythm please
Show me gates as bright as these
Hasten Life's abandonment
Of beats now soft.
Beats still present.
Soft submission in Death's gate
Slowly ends the rhythmic rate.
Resonating heart sounds will
Be still.