My Life's Hymn

I sing Death's song as if it were my life's hymn Celebrating it, making it my sole purpose I sing of it, telling it of how of it, I am keen Of how, amidst life's pricks, it remains a rose! My sole, growing in my garden, in prime Being that which feeds my strength in my fate Being even that which propels my rhyme Being that to push me to love my torn state But then, Death is not the sad part of life Death is beautiful, it brings promises Allowing us to verify of Truth As it has been decreed in holy verses! Why, Death's many songs allow me to live Such is not a reason to use to grieve! For Contest Beautiful Sadness Written on 4th January 2019 Sponsored by: John Hamilton