And all is well between you and I;
what rights and wrongs may have existed
have passed beneath our bridge.
One last stroll upon these grounds together
no eye traces o’er our steps, nor backward glance.
In softest slumber I seek out
eternity, riding the waves
slowly slipping below the horizon.
No longer bobbing and churning beneath the surface
letting go and floating freely – without fear.
No more questions of next steps,
leaping into the great beyond. What lies
ahead is not of this world and I must go ahead
so light a candle to guide me on my way.
So softly on this pillow rests my mind
sinking into the sheets of oblivion
let nature take what nature is owed
it is not much, but freely returned from whence it came.
And all is well between you and I.