HER LAST BREATH
(A Tribute to Maya Angelou)
by Neo Blaqness

At break of day
a new whisper
was added to the wind
like so many others
that tickle the follicles
of our mind’s ear
when we need reminding
of those timeless things
that should be present
in our thoughts
before the exhale
of winged words
give temporary flight
to an audible soul
til it wanes near silent
as an immortal memory
to take its place
in the collective chorus
of that still small voice
that descended with His rising
Ascended today
with my hope
for understanding
twas a new harmony
added to the song of wisdom
a soulful
phenomenal voice
conjoined to the Spirit of God
whose whisper
has been made sweeter
by her last breath