slow decorum

The rain is just ending here
and the light of morning is clear
and between bright clouds
with every moment
the final sign is set high and alive
in this we trust we must
for the alternative is too bitter to be true
let every soul embrace the light
inside the night where time presses close
and whips the wild furies onward and down
Be playful in death
be serious in life
let no one find you sleeping
faces we collect pass in slow decorum,
remember to do the thing you said
you would never forget again
until now until the change has come
until the last second
and the last breath is done
and another day begun