A Disappearing Act ~ Thoughts on Becoming Nothing and Everything

In the course of time 

There will be a vanishing

A swift disappearing act 

Or a slow daily receding glimpse 

Of my actual presence 

When I imagine my absence 

I am disheartened and cast down

And ponder heaven anew

As catastrophe conjures borders and limitations

And I question the very length of my days

The world to come seems elusive and concealed 

In spite of the sway of my sacred stories

I feel destined to fade into nothingness

Yet might the thought of the end offer an awakening?

A rebirth of sorts?

Might there be an intangible transference 

That leaps from one soul to the next    

Through one’s most profound and beautiful thoughts 

Made manifest in time through presence and companionship

And then joyfully rejoins the larger realm

Serving the building blocks for an enchanted future life?

For though my form and face 

May drop out of sight

Forgotten in the daily blur of self absorption

Look for me made tangible and real among my friends

Indwelling their acts of beauty and delight

Made alive in an unspoken legacy of memory 

Made remembrance through every act of beholding

And on that final day

As I go warily to my parting

May the final out pouring of my heart

Be inscribed on the last page of my work

And the keeper of the end 

Find my deepest parts emptied and spent