Any and Everything

In shadows deep, where silence weaves,
A tale unfolds, of parting eves.
Death, the solemn, quiet guide,
Through realms unknown, where spirits bide.

A dance with shadows, a passage, unseen,
To realms where echoes of life have been.
Yet in the stillness, a quiet grace,
A transition to another space.

Gentle whispers of the bygone breath,
As petals fall in the dance of death.
Yet in the void, a cosmic song,
A melody where the departed belong.

In twilight’s cloak, where stars align,
A cosmic tapestry, divine design.
For in the cycle of life’s grand art,
Death’s embrace, a poignant part.

The night may veil, but stars remain,
A celestial tribute to life’s refrain.
For in the echoes of a last goodbye,
New constellations in the sky.

So let the verses of this mortal rhyme,
Echo through the corridors of time.
In death’s embrace, a cosmic sea,
A journey into eternity.