The Fall
As Darkness returns, devouring the light
As warmth retreats, like birds taking flight.
My body is plagued, with exhaustion and pain. Deathstroke from my brotherā Iām Abel, heās Cain.
It stumbles and trips, and falls to the ground. It grows heavy and weak, and I sense every pound.
Paralyzed and stillā¦
Motionless peaceā¦ When sounds and desires all start to cease.
āBe gracious with me.ā āBe patientā¦and kind.ā
āIāll be strong again, bouyantā¦ and readyā¦ with time.ā
I listen and pauseā¦to my breathing, to my bleedingā¦ The trickling smooth wetness, that blends with the evening.
My brother approaches, but so does the last Summer Wind. It carries me to shelter, like an old faithful friend.
āYouāve done much, you have grown.ā āYouāve worked hard, spirit shown.ā
We agreeā¦We comply. We will rest. We will die.
Weave new bone and sinew. We will sleep, and renew.
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