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.

10 thoughts on “Release

  1. Hi InfiniteZip. An amazing poem for the passing of a small bird. I would be honoured with such a statement about me. But its true how short and fragile all life really is. May I thank you for liking my poem Truth! Peace and Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.

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  2. Thanks Kat, I find as I age I take these things a bit easier as I,too someday shall be dust also…just not yet😊 gotta make it to Friday after all…haha just joking…but I do😊

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