When a world ends
Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Barry Hurd in Blog, Loss, Love
As I have witnessed
stars falling from heaven
blazing in the night sky,
I fail to see
the grass beneath my feet
or the whispers of the end.
I do not question
no, I do not ask this regret
to hold my heart safe.
I merely embrace a life,
not my own, or of my choosing
that will be my companion in the end.
I cannot see,
nor can I ask for foregiveness,
as this world fades into my memory.