the end of time…
~sometimes~
we do not see the end
until it is upon us~
we think there is still time~
time to grow up~
to live~
to fall in love~
time to watch the baby walk~
time to visit the dying grandmother~
~sometimes~
we do not realize
the end is as close
as the reach of our arm~
~sometimes~
the end is within sight
but our eyes remain closed~
we do not know what is coming
until we are standing
in the midst of the wreckage
of the life we have known~
~in the blink of an eye~
our paths can change course
lives beginning and ending
with a whispered rush
or in a screaming roar~
~in a blink of our eyes~
our first breath of air
comes in with a scream
while our very last breath
goes out as a whisper~
~the voice silenced forever~
~the living are left
with an empty hole
deep down in our chest
as we breathe in the air
once breathed by our dead~
