The Optimistic Hopeful Death Dance

I sidestep the issue, not wanting to speak of it With one who does not remember Going through it innumerable times. An ending? No. A beginning…. Perpetually and forever. The cyclical dance of death. She wants to speak of tombs and stones. I laugh at her ignorance. Remembering many reincarnations. The death dance So optimistic and hopeful. The ultimate fairness. New beginnings, with parents and Dreams starting up in a fresh new way. I sidestep her absoluteness, realizing she does not remember. Thus she cannot understand, and I cannot abide the gloom and finality she insists upon espousing. Written 3-1-2019 Contest: The Death Dance Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke