×××× ×× ×××× ×× ×××× ×× death ×× ×××× ×× ××××

death stands at the end of all

the warm embrace of a trusted friend
welcoming you back home,
tired and weary and smiling,
carrying you to your safe rest,
as you dissipate back into the all.

form gives way to dust
from the earth you came
from the sun you came
from the stars you came
from the cosmos
you are

you are the sum of all of your pieces
which can neither be created nor destroyed
blending, connecting into new shapes
decaying into dust

life

death

dust

life

death

dust

your flora consume your dust
your fauna consume your flora
your predators consume your fauna
your predators bodies fail them
you return them to the earth
your sun dies and blooms into dust
your dust consumes your earth
your dust consumes your stars
your dust consumes your cosmos
your dust consumes your void
your dust consumes your all
you are all

death stands at the end of all

and turns you away.