A Whale Of A Time

Your language is exquisite -
right up to the final moments,
time shall wither your flesh
as the sun bleaches bones
that kept the strength,
waves of starlight will be home now,
the heavens a different sea,
full of spectacular songs of light,
there is no room for emptiness
in the afterlife's sips of colour.

I shuffle sandcastles around you
as the final flickers catch your eye,
dream well on the journey,
the ocean will not forget your presence,
it listens still as that heartbeat
seeks the depths of rebirth's magic.

The body's but a shell
for the spirit within,
soar now - I'll whisper a prayer
as my footsteps leave you behind,
perhaps this brand new memory
will be distorted as age welcomes me,
but I will remember the day you died.