Death

I sat at the place where the world began to end,
with trees hanging above observing a burning fire
that scorched no earth, like some metaphysical power.
The place of my birth was as a still cliff - and birth was a fall
into the depths below, to greet those trees and see the world burn
on an internal scale.
I talked to the birds circling above, they said
"We have slept through the waking, now wake for the silence"