Echoes of Affection - Musings on Love's Dichotomy

This poem delves into the intersection of life and death, highlighting the quiet and often unnoticed moments that frame our ultimate departure.

MY vision faltered in that grim hour,
And then the windows became obscured.
Between the light and myself,
With a wavering hum �" uncertain and faint �"
A fly inserted itself, almost as if to taunt my sorrow.

I left behind my belongings �" indeed, I did,
As a testament to that final farewell.
For that ultimate struggle �" when Death,
The Supreme, claimed my breath,
And eyes, once lively, now drained and dry,
Looked upon my motionlessness, near.

In the calm between the sighs of the storm,
A quietness in the atmosphere emerged,
A hush in the darkness of the room,
Except for the faint buzz of the fly �" announcing doom,
The only sound heard as I approached my grave.

Author's Note

In its exploration of the final moments of life, the poem captures the delicate balance between the corporeal and the ethereal.