Consciousness

In the end,
everything is reduced --
to another speck
of ash
on Your
manifest form;
to another speck
of ash
on skin darker
than all our
lived losses griefs fears nights

In the end,
everything is reduced --
to another speck
of dust
in You
unmanifest;
to another speck
of dust
beginning on
the cosmic journey to know You
called time.