By Joanne Maria McNally

In pain
Before death
We had only minutes;
You didn’t know
Death’s pull
Was so close –

Or did you?

You heard me speak
I think you heard –
Our oneness felt
So complete

I heard no sounds –
Your eyes expressed
What I couldn’t grasp
Only sense

I spoke intensely
Stroking you
My love

I spoke the same words
Again and again
Like a chant
Praying they’d reach you
As you slipped
To where
You were heading
Away from my side

Holding on to your eyes
With mine
You became distant
They became darker –
With a never-ending

I was looking into Eternity

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