There Is No Death

[mackzmike]

There Is No Death
 
Blow, blow, wintry diamonds,
cloak the earth in death,
in dust, we slumber through the night,
and wait for summer’s breath.
 
While in repose my dearest,
I shall fertilize the earth,
like burning wood sends smoke to sky,
and ashes to the hearth.
 
Cogitate my shadow,
in bedded rainbow flowers,
that echo sunlit afternoons
and gloomy evening showers.
 
To Lila I surrender,
an enchanted song and dance,
pulsing, throbbing, flowing, changing,
subjective lucid trance.
 
There is no death.
Like rolling waves,
that fear the dreaded shore,
our lives, evaporating dreams,
eternal at their core.