Death moves me to the tears of life
What a release
What a splendid journey
Whether it is a breath of fresh air
Or a kidnapping that steals us away from the ones we love
But once again
What a breeze that rekindles us into a new life and a forever peaceful slumber
Whether we are young, halfway or wanting it to happen or near the brink
Death is not a curse but a gift to life.
A singing sensation
A joy to the world
Guinevere Eveleigh
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-beauty-of-death-2/
