Gentle Ending

the black birds shadow a soft dark cloth
comes down quietly where light goes off
a cold beauty when things are still
when hearts stop beating and life stands still

no breath to take no tears to cry
just quiet sleep where all things lie
the worlds a picture with colors gone
as feelings fade and the spirits drawn

to starlight whispers and space so wide
a calm smile on a face that died
the body may rot and bones grow old
but something stays a story told

in dark valleys where secrets hide
deaths gentle river where souls now ride
the last acts over the show is done
where dark wins out and day is gone

but in that dark a seed is placed
a promise spoken that cant be erased
of circles turning and life made new
from dust and ashes something strong and true