The Euthanasia

It was an act of purest love That required her to kill him… The bond between them was forged Over so many years of going in the same direction – Fighting the same fight Siblings alike in manner Muse and cause Her eyes were like spear points Spinning in carefully veiled compassion He lay still as stone Looking now as he once had before… And her pride died in Angry Joy Cold and sharp as a Savagely Elegant Sword She knew this Blood Price must be paid But the balance of things Lost Forever Stilled her hand a few moments longer – Favoring him with calm examination She was at a loss for words For there was no one to tell anyway And once done would haunt her ever more So with defiant resignation And tolerant acceptance She put it all together And did what she had avoided for much too long Her counsel cleared… Against the bronze rose colored wall A woman’s silhouette breathed – Moved And quietly pulled the plug…