She being one of many
Whose duty is to chronicle the
Lives of mortals from birth to
Death and birth again, cosmically
Bound to this mortal coil
Until the final birth and the
Final death…

Eyes, aged, dim and unfocused
Vaguely seeing something
Not remembered from long ago
Invisible hands caress a weary
Brow in a silent eulogy
As she breathes her last breath

Her kind, immune to the
Constraints of time and space
Moves with a fluidity unseen
From one place to another…

New eyes, light dazzled and
Unfocused track something
Never to be remembered
Incorporeal lips speak
A wordless benediction
While invisible fingers
Rest lightly upon new born
Lips, leaving a cleft as a visible
Reminder of a silent pact

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