As a calling rode the dark air
An old man falls into his chair
His eyes closed, his pulse short
Pending death controls his thought
Breath now erratic and muscles tense
Fear now becomes his primary sense
A last gulp and he folds to the floor
Defeated heart won't pump any more
A soul projected rainbow embraces the wind
A path to eternal wonder can now begin
He turns to view his earthly shell
Squeezing tight the tender spell
Whispered goodbyes, velvet the tear
Wings of guidance soon appear
A chair moves slow in rhythm
Time pauses, to snap the prism
Embracing a strong glowing white
A tapestry of love, smokes the light
Time to depart
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