Golden on dark flying over the moon
flight seldom seen
Returning doubtful
Where you breathed
The air you gave
Fostering soul sorrow
your departure left
words are no longer spoken
only
the silence brings the morning light
with delicate wind seeming against the blue
then
flying over weather tearing seasons apart
memory elapses as does the essence
of life
you
gave freely, unconditionally
provider of life