Spatium Itinerantur

Spatium Itinerantur

While the flesh is set
on becoming bone,
the soul slowly starts
to breathe on its own,
a view from up above,
the life you lived,
unwrapped in seconds,
like a very last birthday gift.

You fly past the sun,
moon, and stars.
Like a drop of water,
you see your home:
a blue marble
in the gigantic void of space
that you can hold
in your hand
in its entirety.

A familiar voice
sounds from behind you,
full of grace:
"Welcome, my child,
to your final resting place."

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Vincent Van Zandvoort
Vincent Van Zandvoort

Vincent Van Zandvoort is a writer of poetry, prose & short fiction. Science fiction - fantasy - supernatural - thriller - drama. ©️ Copyright 2020-2023. Vincent Van Zandvoort. All Rights Reserved.

Poetry / Prose
Poetry / Prose

I compose poetry and prose about the disappointments of life; dishonest people we come across; crushed hopes and expectations; the corruption that lies within everyone, but also lighter stuff.

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