Like a wise old owl
The eyes of humanity
Scan rugged terrains
A view to yield hidden truths
In the hope of salvation
As the sky turns bleak
Thunderous black clouds roll in
A whirling wind screams
A dark omen of despair
The prevailing storm in mind
The air is dead calm
Eeriness fills the spring night
Sky and stars abound
No moon, just a pure darkness
I walk into nothingness
Within a life lived
There was a heart held, so close
A familial bond
Time never puts asunder
Even in death, you’re my rock