Requiem For the Final Breath

I heard the squelch of death nearing once again, pummelling with the purple pulsation in frail vein. Mortality enclosed within mind-soul-body trinity, the sound of its footfall trailed the echo of eternity. Air of twilight hour resonated in the silence of death, I heard it compose the requiem for my final breath. When at dawn the cadence of the symphony would stop, you would find me transfixed in the glimmer of dewdrop. September 15, 2019 Contest : All Yours (Feb 15) Sponsor : Brian Strand