Closure

My days are numbered
I wait and close my eyes
The winds are still; died
down
Ravenous vultures circle the skies
the sun is starting to set
Clouds are roaming fast and free
Birds make their ways to barren
nests
high upon leafless trees
The stars are staring downward
The moon-a witness to all
My final steps await me
I have risen-now I shall
fall...