Dust In the Clouds

Dust in the Clouds Where could he have gone for cover now Wherever he is He’s home for the night Down the road or further away from the house Where he’d reside since a child Within a place free of sound Now collecting dust in the clouds He comes and goes like everybody else The dry leaves stumble and collapse along their way to the other side He sung a song of glory, not of defeat The years slipped through his fingers And lingered in his mind I’ve cried with him In the depth of his despair and pain Everybody goes Somewhere , somehow , far, unknown to the eye As his journey reaches its end Fighting but to no amend Where the guardian calls And he can not but give in When you can’t reach home In the blizzard, storm Live enough to see their eyes smile with comfort and delight His night will come sooner than most The closer he gets The more he dreads the shadow of death Cast upon his head So he lets go of little things Little deaths Change of seasons and trends Time will come and fade away Sound asleep and rigid on the bed See through the bitter end Or with warmth , dignity and delight We carry it all on our own Sinking into it Sharing the warmth of his hand Flowers all about Cologne sprayed on either side of his neck Closed his eyes and shut his mouth Away he flew out of our nest Into another realm Marckincia Jean Free verse 11/28/19