NPM: Swan-Song

They say a swan’s last song
The one it sings right before it dies
Is the sweetest of its life.
It’s the finality of it,
The fragility
That makes it beautiful.

From the moment we’re born
Gasping and flailing
We start dying,
Each second leading us onward
Toward our last breath.
Our entire lives are dying melodies,
Achingly sweet because they are ending
Even as they begin.

Lay your head against my chest
And hear my heart’s fluttering percussion.
The rise and fall of air in my lungs.
This moment
And all my successive moments
Bound together as a symphony.
This is my swan-song.


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