Into the ether

Words and spirit joining to form a quilt of humanity (or something like that).

Into the Ether

Into the ether I pass,

woven through words from my master’s pen
Will you join me then? Come in, and tell us your tale,
of those you loved, of dreams and strife.
and my master will breathe your words into life, as
into the ether, you’ll pass.

Together, we’ll weave through tales of woe,
moments of joy, indifference too.
Thick we’ll become, sturdy and warm,
as the master's words combine and take form.
Out of the ether we’ll pass.

Onto the laps of the weary and tired,
we'll invite them to share their sorrow and light
as we lie in wait for their souls to ignite.
Their spirits aflame, rising up with the smoke,
leave lingering words for those left below, singing,

“Into the ether I pass.”






SWPoet
1-16-2010