A Tribute to Death

A beginning to all ends and closed doors,

Uninvited, yet your presence awakens and pours-

A new feeling within your frozen self-

To pry on the change, you are forced to dwell.

You are not a farewell but a path set aside,

For the mortals that had failed to abide-

The rules of eternal truth, you shun-

That time and tide wait for none.

You are a mirror to the deeds in the past,

A yearning to hold a past that would last.

A reality that a future will be born,

With the dreams, of those who are gone.

You are no slayer or a merciless disguise,

But a healer of the hurt soul, I surmise!

You bring the living closer to reality-

That life once born will not survive to eternity.

Life takes you through laughter and pain,

Death returns you to the stars once again.

If life is an ode of both sorrow and cheer,

Death then, is the silence that makes it sincere.

Reverie