Do not fear the beauty of death
the black song birds of grey skies
the passing of time
that become memories only the grieving
and eternity will remember

Do not fear the song of the dying
for we all are singing along
even though from time to time
we pretend to forget the words
and dream the foolish dream
of vampires and eternity

Do not fear the mortality
of bones and flesh
for nothing last forever my love
for even time will crumble and fade
and become a memory
only the grieving and eternity will remember

There is nothing to fear in the end
that is not worth living through
and it is only as real as we imagine
so why not imagine a life so full of love
and so beautiful
that death weeps to spread her wings
over our lives we lived so well

In a forest,
a young girl and
a man
stroll,
taking in the beauty of nature.

Atop a fallen tree,
they share a tender kiss
and touch,
a moment sweet and meant to be savoured.

She had never felt
so loved and
he was just
happy
to corrupt her innocence.

He was too old
and she too young,
so when she had her doubts,
He took the opportunity to prey on
another
more vulnerable
victim.

A wilted flower,
plucked by a scary black crow,
growing in new dirt.

I watch the fire
Performing
A jaggedy dance
In the black night
The wildness of its transformation
Commands my attention
As dry wood rapidly degrades
Into ashes and embers