Transformateur and Friend

Then sudden death with his remorseless eye

Appeared, a spectral shape at light of day,

Inhaled the final breath and with a sigh

She left the shell of beauty where it lay.

I know he is a timely boon to those

Outgrown the body's elasticity,

Departing mid the attar of the rose

This beautiful and frail mortality.

I too have lived and died in other times

But only vague remembrances persist

Approaching earth from distant stars and climes

The human path unable to resist.

I know a day will come when the grey shade

Will die in light, his usefulness at end,

His fateful presence sere and chill remade

By One unmasked, transformateur and Friend.