When death's angel opens the door
It may be Just a crack in the floor or a fracture in the wall That you see, of this world fading fast despite the loved ones' call. There is no light in the shadow that passes over The threshold to enter softly Bringing on night To snuff the flame of a burning wick That flickers in the wind Carrying it up To different dimensions in time and space to inhabit newer places Of unknown infinity deep within the tunnels of a different knowing of a different source where we all wander away, only to... Sign in to see full entry.