Good one Chas. "Ashes to ashes" and rain to rain.....Charlie

I'm a sucker for cycles, so this absorbed me, though I have to admit to ignorance when it comes to thermo-dynamics (and/or more so chaos theory :) Perhaps they do make a noise, one we filter out, either because we don't recognise it, or more likely, don't want to hear it :) There again, absence often impinges upon consciousness more than presence.
I guess if a poem elicits a comment that's longer than itself, its safe to say the poem works well :)...or the reader is hopelessly confused - hmm - could go either way, or both *bemused grimace*

You've done it agai, Chaz, constructed a tightly knit poem which ends in a melodic crescendo of time warps and time of the essence. Your imagery and emotions in this piece truly brought me to read it again and again. Thanks.

Yes, one has to die in order to be born again. But what of those who live in their deaths?