Of one aspect concerning death, I am sure.
That the beloved friends and lovers
Who have passed and of those
Whom breathe another gifted day,
Among them, I could imagine not
A single one that would dare ask
To be forgotten.
A million beautiful faces of Spirit,
Expressing in so many ways.
How could we appreciate those who
We claim to love than to love them
With our whole heart?
And yet, it seems so simple.
However, we can't help but hurt
Those who we love to infinity's edge and back.
Sometimes the doors of death seem ever closer
And seem to remind me in antagonizing ways.
Since for those souls already to pass,
I yearn for the connection once more.
I wanted to say I love you all
In this one blessed moment
Which too shall revolve in the doors
Of refreshing death.
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