Transition to Death - Part I
Visions of a life unseen,
Moments that vanish before thee,
Life progresses and I'm left behind,
Death a transition of life foreseen.
Today you're here,
Tomorrow never seems to be,
Instances of life and death,
Raven of the night take flight and away!
Death is calm and precise,
Steady and obscure as the night,
Pulling strings behind the veil,
Pulling me under into the shade.
Thy soul shall not awake,
A tomb is now your room,
Name engraved into stone,
And a raven rests above your tomb.
Be silent, be still,
Believe, be free,
Take me where the shadows grieve.
SC, July 10, 2017
In memory of my uncle † (June 22, 2017) †
10th place in the JULY PREMIERE CONTEST sponsored by Brian Strand
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