If time heals all wounds — I have petrified

turned to stone

can't decompose

As the night sky blooms
one by one
I watch the stars -
blossom

The earth is
jealous; I’m sinking in
I belong with
them
      the other hardened things

Dear Death, hand in
hand
you've walked me too long —
now so heavy
rotting pain
solidified

I'll watch
on this sandy dune. The
night lights sparkle
only for me; bloom in their heavenly
beauty

And as the sky is set alight - and our own star rises -
may it shine a
broken body
           Lifeless
                   if not from a warm
                            embrace

My hands
catch on the wind
drift
adding to a new dune
over yonder.
I'll smile, and the earth welcomes me - Home.