The angel of mercy

Where chance is met by fate
causing shattering of illusion
The transforming shadows of the will
To form which then takes flight
In the darkest hour of night
enters an entity misunderstood by all

Azreal deliverer of souls
An angel of tender mercy
Transposes serpentine veins and deep marrow of the bone
to vessels of wonder not seen by man
Decay is only for the flesh
Something abides when motility is no more

Dark thick blood does not contain the essence of self
only the imprint of the genes
The unknowable yet ever knowing beyond the frame of mortality's folly
harvests the will to merge with all that is

In different times and cultures different sensibilities
Many names given to a process of solemnity
Visions of the tree of life in the Seers eyes beholden

mortals fated from first breath to the last
to meet with the angel of death
Who's function is to us unknowable and cruel
Yet is vital to the world and what's beyond

Beyond fear
Beyond doubt
The opposite of conception
The undoing unto essence
All that matters to me is not forsaken