Release

I have painted your life
Each and every story
That will never be
Upon each star above
So vibrant and passing
Like the essence of you.
I have held the body
Cupped in hands feeling
The soul as you moved
From warm to cool
Flicker and fading
The shooting star
Gone away.
Cherished unknown
Yet a perfect being
Undeserving of this fate
I can only do this,
One small gesture
To send you forward with love
As your eyes close
And all becomes still
A star is born
Somewhere so far away
And I stand below watching
So sorry in this moment
As life moves as it does
In and out.

Thoughts on the demise of a poor small bird killed by the cat last night. Too late to save as nature takes her course, holding it in my hands as the life slipped away. A tribute of sorts of facts of this life and we so temporary.