how close to death
before
death is close to you
big sur hiking
between
long blue ocean
and
eternal rolling sun worn hills
starlight psychedelic
dreaming
young and nameless
soft lips wet
singing
late night
stars ringing
as bells echoing
deep
old gothic church walls
when simple belief
was possible
where tomorrow was believable
ice cold winter
heavy snow falling
dark night collapse
a candle lit whispers
in being lost
is where one is only found
life before all the rest
when the banshee calls
dare to listen
to hear what voice
not for you
circles
unknowing
a young boy hears
the song
old man dying blues
between what breath
is a song for
all the rest

- jude