closure.

running in the snow,

high above all.

your breath, a whisper.

a break from the fall.

     

to call me there,

the planes above.

speaking of always.

following every path.

         

with a descent, into the blue.

clouds above, as below.

descending into eternity,

a warm feeling always known.

      

plethora of tomorrow,

unending yesterdays.

always looking up,

refute of one either way.

       

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

closure likened to a plane nose diving through the clouds into the plain azure sky...
like life as nears its fall...and we end up just another soul buried in the snow of the afterlife.
Nice feel to this one,
j.