I Wonder If Death Will Be Anything
I wonder if death will be anything
Quite like living, such as
Stretching the imagination
And allowing for opportunities
Of love and selfless giving. Freely
Recognizing one’s demise isn’t something we wish
To dwell upon more often than the beauty of
An early morning sunrise
Or the reflection of our own soulful
Self in another lover’s eyes. Still,
I can’t help but wonder what mysteries
Await us everyone; below the ground
Where sights and sounds are frozen,
Deaf and dumb. While not wishing
To overstate a point of endless view,
I pray that when they lay me down
I still might see the stars that shine and
Sunflowers in full bloom.
Copyright © Terrell Martin | Year Posted 2011
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