Final Destiny

I held her fragile in the fading day

As slowly night upon the landscape fell.

What words we spoke the gods alone can say,

She faltered now as death his painful spell

Wove upon the fabric of her soul.

"Mother give her one more day", I prayed,

"Before the great bell sounds its final toll

And the edict of our fate must be obeyed.

O let her breathe till morning light appear

That she may live to see her birth month dawn,

Begin the cycle of her final year

In Thy embrace by love once more reborn.

And I shall hold the music close within

Of mountain peaks that lifted us above

Ourselves to breathe an air so crystalline,

So filled with promise and so fraught with love."

Upon her dying bed I lay by her,

Her feet so softly pressed against my cheek,

The burden of the seconds heavier,

This hero-soul now grown so pale and weak.

I held her body ravaged by disease,

Yet gazing in her eyes it seemed she knew

The wellspring of all pain and yet could seize

And hold a light known only to a few,

Fair orbs that held such beauty and such grace,

Deep wells of wonder and tranquillity,

Where dwelled a Vision of another place

Where time is not and joy is but to be.

She spoke but seldom from her world of pain

But once she looked at me and said: "No more"

Aware we would not walk this earth again

Together in the spirit's deep rapport.

And when those blue and ever-luminous eyes

Forever closed and found that other shore,

Key to all unanswered mysteries,

The golden bridge, the occult, mystic door,

My sorrow died, the grieving heart to calm

Returned, a Presence now enveloped me

Assuring that her soul would face no harm

Moving towards its final destiny.