My Goodbye

This is it the last trumpeting and drumbeat once loud, boisterous, beating anticipation at the open gate, greetings to the world, brilliant, powerful, stately, intense, a spiritual singularity victorious accompanied by the drum rolls a life well-loved and lived' a thundering barrage, resonating roar time exhausted, expired deliberate and steady beats, last pulsations in the universe, the stars and moon dancing to a fading out, the dream over, complete, played by the orchestral; the symphony in one last tango a quavered upbeat echoing spinning, whirling, twirling with memories content, satisfied, without the need of control, images and visions lost in time from past to the ever-present now simple harmonic call without words, without breath looking back with no regrets; my final goodbye.