Floating Down

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Death..the
steel trap of this life
Capturing us
unaware
Unprepared
or....lurking heavy over head
as we wait
The longest line of life...
death

Until...
like a feather
it
floats down deep
so
final

Freed from this
Island of Life
Lighter
Lifted....Liberated
The one who dies....free
The ones left here
shackled

The finality of a death
how do we
recover
from the end of
the days
spent with the depth
of a person
we deeply love

"There is no death
only a change of worlds"
Chief says to
the Tribe....looking for answers
long sought
knowing he is true
this is true
Life and death
are contracted partners
parts
of the same whole

it leaves a hole
though
It leaves us in pieces
and parts
for a while

Until....
Like the tickle of a feather
tenderly trailed across the valleys, curves
and swells
of our body by a lover
We feel the sun
Once again
Fringed fingers of hot sunshine love
dancing across
the surface of our lives

goose bumps
Rise to the top
and remain

And we know...
we are going to be ok
We are going to
live
in the light of the love
and the dark peace
of a death that
floated
down
deep