There's a Beauty In Permanence (or All Rise). L.Foley.
One hand 'round the other's wrist. All air exiting my chest. All senses functioning: Heart beats, maintain breathing. As you walk steadily, I have never felt so weak, or so strong, as I do now. Lids close for the last time on a world familiar to their eyes. And, when opened, they will be made new, staring for the first time at you. Earth pauses, and all time stops as the music cues and the ground drops out from me. In this moment as you're drawing near, my destiny is finally clear and it's you. Walk steadily. I have never felt so weak, or so strong, as I do now. She makes herself ready.

From Northern, 2006.