there is a walk we all must take
although the time be yet unknown,
besides the luminescent sea;
a place we all must walk alone

as chilly turns the living soul
into the place the story ends —
the family we leave behind,
the tales, the struggles, and the friends

who look for us, but cannot find.
the loss that is a piercing-through,
the one too many gone that makes
us wish that we were going

too