In your final breath
I hear the words, “I love you”
Pass over your blue lips
Alone into the alone
Alone into the undiscovered
Alone into the eternal
Alone into the crowd
Alone into the unknown
Alone into the wild
Each experience is filtered
Through sorrow and joy
To lose hope is to lose all
Alone into the future
Alone into the tomorrow
Alone into our belief
Alone into his grace
Alone into his love
We are not alone in the alone
~Mark Schutter ©2015
