In time
Death comes.
The final giving back.
To the earth.
To the universe
To God.
All we began as and became.
The fleshy parts.
To star stuff.
A flicker of light.
Extinguished.
Unnoticed amidst the bonfire that is the cosmos.
I am mortal.
I will die.
I will be gone.
I will not see the sun
Or hear the lark
Or feel the spark
Of life.
Ever again.
