March 25, 2023

A lessening of the void between our breath 

With small talk and a light touch of anger

And pride with praise and hope of a sometime

Love, we define our limits with barriers to escape

 

Through with answers never given, we assume  

A knowing (of our lives) not presently applied 

This space selective only for one, the appointed

Which one gives us the best view of our passing

 

How many show up at our funeral, the tears shed,

Your gifted presence now silent, kept inside the

Beautiful ordained coffin, could there be less or more 

That maybe you have missed in your time by a few limitations

Maybe by the still voices under earthly primitive laughter