It was nearly gone
A fleeting breath of beauty
Likely missed but for the rain
And breaking morn to give it light
Breathless I stood
Before a symmetry of grace
The power of a fragile thread
Woven through the air
Bless the day
And ne’er forget
The subtle silken transient ties
That bind us to the earth

Just one
Step
Just one
More
And there
In that moment
Lies the beginning
Of it all
The quiet hope
And breathless joy
Of the journey

Photograph by Heike Ballegeer

When I leave this life
Let me soar above the earth
Unbound and undaunted
On the wings of angels
Let me forget
What it was to fall
How it felt to be afraid
Down to the marrow
For no longer alone
I will be a breath of air
A wisp of wind, a drop of rain
And free, at last

Photograph by Heike Ballegeer

We watch
As she makes her way
Across the sky
And though we are filled
With impossible sorrow
We somehow know
We will see her again

‪The dark
Will have its day‬
‪It will pierce the solemn air‬
‪And leave clamor in its wake‬
‪And we will suffer‬
‪Its indifference‬
‪And go blind‬
‪Searching for the light‬

All I ask
Is that you remember me
I was once
A creature of Earth
Like you