Departure

Departure from senses
From balance
Everyone and everything leaves
Someday I will too.
Countless souls
Countless voices have sung their life song to me in silence
Some were valued highest
Sweetest tones of love and affection
But now those songs drift and fade like a distant receding bell through growing dense grey fog
Have I gone deaf, or they mute?
It matters not, the result is the same.
A lover of harmonies banished to silence
Everything leaves