By One

My father's last breath
will follow
his next to last
by one.

My father's last breath
won't have the will
to cool a tea cup,
but it will change heaven
and earth
by one.

My father's last breath
will leave us looking at the lake,
the lake evaporating
to make clouds,
the clouds going dark
to make tears.

Eternity will begin
with this last breath.

Wheat and chaff,
the only consequence
worthy of our soul,
separated, one by one,
by the One.