Days of my life now numbered,
I gaze into an abyss, see a lone star set
in diamond-girded surrounds, yet
its fickle-sparkle sputters and dims.
I know it is transient in beauty,
I know, as I stare, I will cry
for it must die and so too I.
Your might is as ever, O eternal one
You hold my life-force in your hand
Like the lone star at first flush of dawn,
I too will fade,
I too am doomed to slide
down the bank of beyondness
where I will be in your oneness.
Where all stars dwell,
when their light runs out.
28th February 2013