Swept Away

Death happens in many forms. Whether face a physical death, an emotional death, or a spiritual death we must grieve and resurrect a new version of ourselves from the experience – whether it be here in this existence or in whatever comes next.

I’ve stood on the banks
of death and watched life
slip away, taken fast
on an unstoppable current –
broken flags waving surrender
to a darkening sky of eyes
closing for the last time.
Plentiful sunsets are taken
for granted in this world of
watered-down appreciation.
In last moments expelled breaths
hold all we have ever been –
air heavy with remnants of soul
searching for a place
to surface once again.

~ Nikki Anne Schmutz

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