on death

 

it rolls in waves
the sun drenched memory of a smile
the echo of an ageless laugh
the warm flicker of sepia-toned frames
then the waves crash, the shock comes
– harsh lights and deep shadows

death is cruel
and final

but the place that has been touched by kindness
the heart that holds tight frayed connection
that is the path death cannot claim

there we are infinite
there we are endless

 

 

 

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