The End

About it all
Is the sunlit glory up in the clouds
A life coveted, the souls chased after
The peace wrapped in a promising present
But it’s all just a shard of one dimension

I watch and admire its bright aura
Lock it in its air and switch my gaze back.

My mother keeps running down the spiral
Into the dizzying comfort of the ground
Where the unloading that is carried on
only with the closest of friends is swept
Into a dizzying tie of bonds profound.

Well, my father tastes it all in a flavour so stark
For it is swaying in that ripe line between 
The beauty and the sadness of her in the dark
About it all.

And I, I watch them both and learn
As I fill up my veins with that sunset blood.

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