There’s a woman, sitting by a cliff
She stares to the sky covered in orange and yellow
as things crumble apart at her feet- a breaking and
shattering of all the world’s songs.

It’s the last moment.
The final breath and song
of the universe.
Nothing else would come
in the aftermath
of this.
Nothing we can predict.

Scientists talk about what will happen
after we’re long gone.

They tell us about how
the world will one day disappear
into the sun.

But the immortal woman stares on.

It’s the end of the world,
but there’s no one to blame.

A universe in shambles,
a crumbling landscape.
There’s nothing to be done.

The immortal woman stares on.

A final goodbye.