Amen

[RiverNotch]

Amen

Let soft snow blanket my grave,
Corruption hid by purity Technical note: why the cap on corruption? Might as well cap purity, eternity, if you're saying it's a concept all its own.
concealing soil and withered flowers
marking my eternity.

Cry for yourself but not for me;
I do not weep nor do I fear.
There is no restlessness in death,
no memories of life held dear.

Time for me is now the same
as the time before my birth.
As my flesh and bones decay
and I return to Mother Earth. Technical note: better comma than period for the sentence before this. Fragment.

Ah, peace in death -- tired sentiment, I think. And the way you say it, for me, robs it of novelty -- there's just too much universality in metrically relating one's death to snow and flowers over the grave, to loss of memory and sorrow, to returning to the primal womb. Constructed well enough, sure, but forgettable.