Door stands open,

shadow filled frame.

Old friends greeting.

With a smile,

beckoning him in.

Cold arms engulf.

Embraced once more,

securely settled in.

cloaked in midnight.

Light burst forth.

Horizon bathed red.

Birds morning song.

Entwined in roots,

bleached white bones.

Night took flesh.

Day shows all.

Door stands open,

threshold he pauses.

Shadows between us.

Death old friend.

We meet again.

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