Cadenza

at night

  he struggles to sleep

    wonders what it’s like

 

darkness of nothing

  absence of light

    never to awaken

 

is it like a black fire

  or some pearly radiance

    where souls

 

bump each other

  like molecules of light

    in a cathedral?

 

so many friends

  parents, spouses

    out there

 

singing their throats out

  in excelsis

    or simple, sorrowful

 

silence and darkness

  like before everything

    started moving?

 

and he wonders again

  why nobody ever comes back

    to tell him

 

until the birds start

  their crazy singing

    oh boy, it’s morning again!

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