Death II
A vessel for the soul's voyage next
your life is a whisper of shadows
surrendering across floods of decades
heartbeats, ice rising up free, galaxies of years
silence, numbed by time
transcending forms incanting dust,
gates opening up like pslams
arms wide open in blindness
releasing ripples of memory over the soul,
whimpering, guiding onwards
stood against the tide
words crippled in flames
paced across the clouds
towards a new beginning.