Final

Lying within stilled cover of darkness,

without sight, no shadings of shadows to see

Voices unheard, amid mumblings of speech

whispers upon tears call me by name

Family weeps, and the sorrow grows,

sit with me, this night comes final hour

Locked in a void, death’s cradle rocks,

eternity beckons before the rising of morrow

Exhaling breaths followed with clinging gasps,

temple’s mortality seen in chest’s rise and fall

Unshackled from earth on windswept souls

aloft, do phantoms fly in departing wisps

Come woe from judgments upon my head,

each sin I bare, an accounting of my own

Heaven or Hell, awaits beyond life’s keep,

or does journey end at the furthest abyss

Questions come answered, after said and done

who sits waiting, or is anyone actually there

In the mild he speaks, come take my hand,

endure me a moment within your thoughts

Look through my eyes and you’ll live again,

walk into my light, for here I am

So lay me down, for tonight I sleep,

awake me tomorrow to another day

© C.E.Vance

Carl E.Vance