the dance of death

I have been watching

as the tendrils of life

drift off and away

casting shadows

on her soul

in a waning light

I felt the touch of faith

nails indented my knees

and palms, now laying down

I feel my heart shift

into a peaceful stillness

slowly it started

sliding in a sepia light

I now held her hand

tracing the infinity symbol

into her palm

now we silently wait

as death dances in the shadows