WHEN ENDINGS AREN’T

Sight and sound and senses dim
Body weighs more
Than ever before.

Time and age and mem’ry long
Spirit is light
Embracing this plight.

Air and words and motion thick
Living brings toil
So hastens the spoil.

Mind and heart and being leap
Darkness is warm
Enhancing this form.

Pain and sick and stupor surge
Breaking the real
Bringing death of feel.

Bright and love and endless break
Soulshine is strong
Soaring above song.

Breath and heart and body stop
Claiming the sighs
I open my eyes.

-Dwain Cassady
2/7/24

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