What is life? A storm, Watching the tangled web we weave like lightning in the sky as our life flashes before us. Then ends With a great roll of thunder, A great sigh of relief.
Love is a vibrato two identities working together to create something beautiful Music and man. The first meeting tentative, suddenly grows with intensity understood by few and held for as long as possible Until finally it fades into a smooth legato.
Death the most indefinite of all. Never final, only physically permanent. Where only six feet of dirt or an oven separate you from alive. But never final. Memories never die. Your state is simply shifted and you have become. Immortal.