The Light of Death

There is a light streaming
From emptiness

Streaming across us
Pouring over my face

Will you take my hand
And step out, into emptiness?

I was watching You
Like some speeding vessel

Passing by your own sound waves
Into the land

Where you can no longer hear yourself
All Sound

Is left behind

And now, You fly alone
You are moving beyond all sound

You have let loose my hand
And are streaming towards emptiness