Obituary (Poetic Ode To A 'Maybe') Poem by Agatha Eliza

what is a man besides another
roaming shadow in the depths
of the woods?
perhaps the mischance of a
fragile thread that keeps the flesh attached
to a soul..would I ever believe
such a macabre thought? - Maybe.

your voice breezes again between
the feeble leaves of autumn,
chasing away the echo of
ageless whispers totally dying out
beneath the wings of all angels.
is it a blessing or just another curse? - Maybe.

has this enchanted lullaby lulled
you to sleep? are you alive, my love?
can you just breath the essence of
eternity, or are you stuck
in the glitter of an earthly moment?
is this supposed to scare me? - Maybe

would you chose the robe of
night and silently listen the
melodious songs of a nightingale?
is it still frightening you, the
pale flame of a rose scented red candle
as you walk into this endless space?
would I embrace you now? - Maybe.

your spirit ghosts into the ether,
as face starts to fade
entwined into the dim light of the lantern.
my love, there's such a long way ahead
is it all black and white, or
heaven and hell? ..I don't know.
Maybe..just maybe!