Final Call

Curlew calling high over wild
I drift from end of time.
Blue vault will keep me
Wind blown under clouds.
Beyond dark frozen glass and metal
Where I came to an end
As I thought
Not knowing there was more.
More than I could have feared
In wildest earthbound dreams
I chose to leave and sink to black.
But black failed and bloomed to
Bright cold scrutiny of all that I was
And might have been.
There is no music as I rise
No triumph of the skies
I did not spill to nothing
But rose to this endless watch
Sundered far from home
Prisoner of the wind that
Blows me where it will
Between unreachable horizons
Over empty hills
So now through all eternity
Cold as space I will ever be
And will gaze with lidless eyes
On bright oblivion