I was no longer the tree,

but rather, the seed,

I was refined in the disclosure,

shared air we had to breathe.

I became only a star in the reflection,

of a black night in water,

no other detail mattered,

I was the last person who saw her.

She was now a dream,

in the middle of the day,

I was the one asked when she was gone,

if I had any good words to say.

It was the unspoken topic,

that morphed into a guise,

I was the only witness,

of the life fading from her eyes.

I was but a drifter,

sacrifice I had to see,

that place left us all a little sick,

and took the greater part of me.

We were two ghosts,

falling in and out of grace,

we were two warriors,

who were lost in outer space,

we were much too far,

though we were out adrift,

you did not think twice,

to bestow your greatest gift.