When I close my eyes one last time,
I can see a darkness in depth I've never known.
It takes but a moment to recompose
That soon my flesh will recede from bone.
Yet of this infinite night adhere:
Stars gather round, burning cold and bright;
In passage my sorrows morph to stone,
Wings gaining in my crowning flight.
And those whose hearts beat close to mine
Seek to catch my pacific gaze.
Spritely in their telling smiles, golden and pastel,
I feel a hum amidst the celestial haze.
Together like wild geese awing,
My journey begins past Earth's lovely air.
We speed off to tour the heavens sound,
Until we reconvene to quell despair.
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
When I close my eyes one last time,
I can see a darkness in depth I've never known.
It takes but a moment to recompose
That soon my flesh will recede from bone.
Yet of this infinite night adhere:
Stars gather round, burning cold and bright;
In passage my sorrows morph to stone,
Wings gaining in my crowning flight.
And those whose hearts beat close to mine
Seek to catch my pacific gaze.
Spritely in their telling smiles, golden and pastel,
I feel a hum amidst the celestial haze.
Together like wild geese awing,
My journey begins past Earth's lovely air.
We speed off to tour the heavens sound,
Until we reconvene to quell despair.