Dead

Dead,

the moment the breathing ceases

and, the heart

stops.

 

Relaxation of muscles,

slackening of tone

sighing-out of self and,

move-on

to the next stage,

the next phase of being.

 

Still there

still existent

within the memories,

sentiments,

ripples of existence,

but,

Transformed.

 

Different.

decay,

devolution,

evolution,

transformation.

 

Not necessarily sad,

or bad,

just,

the way of the world

the way of all things.