in fields of grey they climbed
like dreamers pursued by the dawn
with the roof of the world on their foreheads
and the pits of hell in their hearts
onward and upward in stillness
through a dark and impenetrable sheen
and a vast rolling vista of living
lay below them
from the west at the ether it rippled
to the east where the world ripped away
the great shadow of eternity lies onward
and with deep breaths of life they move on
and the last throes of life of her body
shudder recklessly up to the arc
as the last breath of water consumes her
she too climbs through grey to beyond.
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