Departure

A breath held quiet, the air turns thin,

The night bows low, where shadows begin.

A clock slows down, its ticking fades,

The now dissolves, as silence invades.

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A final glimpse at stars untied,

No questions left, no need to hide.

The world goes on, no whispers shared,

An empty space, yet no one cared.

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Yet in that quiet, where stillness reigns,

A spirit shifts, released from chains.

For death’s not loss, but passage through,

A doorway crossed, to something new.

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So grieve not long, nor fear the shift,

The heart finds peace in the silent drift.