breathe

A final gift

to breathe for me

when I am no longer able

to hold my presence

and being into the world

when I cannot

after my spirit has danced

draw into you

undertow pulled down deeper

joining your presence

Stillness silence

deep soil return

life stirs between stones through mortar

cracks make their own path

slowgrown tendrils worming past

cold memories

long gone but still faint alight