IN YOUR COFFIN
by sunlight's warmth,
parted by the shadow's touch,
the silence between thunder,
even, the heart that knows to much.
it is time to leave and go...
must find the best coat that fits.
lie 'neath the stars' rain of light,
to the country no one visits.
the dark leans into your eyes,
much perspective in the view,
moment sleeps inside the next,
dream of a world without you.
last breath ends and turns to dust,
thoughts turn to elegy.
monuments are erected,
beg death to show no mercy.
come without explanation,
brash thunder of last midnight,
pull yesterday's shadow down
beneath the snow of light.
widow's cheeks will turn to stone.
face may sour with regret.
laughter chiseled in the rock,
comedy in monument.
fill the cuffs with mourning dew
soak the words left still to say,
in the final present:
tomorrow, only yesterday."
the winds of each morning blow,
honor guard plays the last request.
angel heart, it beats no sound,
The shadow in your coffin rests.
~~~ by Michael Chaussee