Death Not Ends Us
Beneath the stone
Clasping flowers
Wilted Decay
Tomb encased
Dirt porthole
Release my soul
From this host
With which I lay
Subdued by this
Path of time
Pure
Cleansed
Soul
Eternal light
Burden shoulders
Replaced
With wings
I take flight
Death
Revealed
Illusion
Bury me
Into the darkness
Bury me
Into the light
Bury me
The beginning
Of my eternal
Life….
Copyright © Michael Arehart | Year Posted 2010
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