A Lifeshed

My heart sings a silent requiem
for someone lost from our midst;
life ceased to matter with one last painful paroxysm,
in seconds you stared into the blue sky your soul kissed.
Adieu never-dying soul
today you are set free;
from another existence you had willingly sought,
...and this freedom that with your life you bought.

The eagle soars to descend;
in the beginning lies the end.