Dream Ends

Dancing on toe tips in the lost heady air of timeless death
Such bereavement, such grief in life now departed, and freedom to sing
And savouring views, without eyes, now with new colours
And vibrant songs, without sound, absorbed with fresh sensation
The calling, that simple note of complexity, an irresistible pulsating dirge
Walking backwards, to see all but transcend, to know all with an open mind
Waking with a refreshed mind into a corona, a coronary, a corollary, mortality
To die as a dream ends

©2005 Hey Hey

Beautiful. Your imagery is facisnating.

To die as a dream ends......

Well written.