Fin

She browsed the room filled with familiar faces, resting where she used to lie down to awaken Now it has become, the book’s last pages The last glance Word Breath Too much to be said Words could not credit her sentiment She chose to say it with her eyes instead, the porthole to her essence Sorrow brought on a flood of tears It would seem as though they cried for her She knew they wept for themselves, their loss, the painful encounter of detachment She knew it was only the unit departing All of what she was and changed to be, would forever be united with them If only they could acquaint themselves with this insight Their tears would be of joy The end has come Just follow me I will walk you through the light, when day becomes the dark side fades A sleepless gleaming night Time stopped for all It was time leave, let go To end another chapter She wrote so long ago