Life Is a Belief

The tender touch of death wafts o'er eyelids fraught with grieving loss promising surcease of sorrows druids in the shadows whisper ing balms,salves in songs of ancient rhymes chanting softly in the moonlight tombs soothing sighing seraphs flying In your mind you know you're dying Wake Up Now! must keep on trying oh but slipping 'neath the surface brings such sweet relief who would care if you go under split this mortal coil asunder Why? the universe would wonder death is but a thief stealing gifts unwritten letters though we crave to break these fetters we must spurn relief. hold up your palms in supplication don't deny your inspiration time will fill your inclination Life is a belief.