Of one aspect concerning death, I am sure. That the beloved friends and lovers Who have passed and of those Whom breathe another gifted day, Among them, I could imagine not A single one that would dare ask To be forgotten.
A million beautiful faces of Spirit, Expressing in so many ways. How could we appreciate those who We claim to love than to love them With our whole heart?
And yet, it seems so simple. However, we can't help but hurt Those who we love to infinity's edge and back. Sometimes the doors of death seem ever closer And seem to remind me in antagonizing ways.
Since for those souls already to pass, I yearn for the connection once more. I wanted to say I love you all In this one blessed moment Which too shall revolve in the doors Of refreshing death.