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Birth, Life, love, death


Peaking threw the trees

Past the low rise grass in the distance

I saw my life turn to absence

I saw your face and you saw who I am

You reached toward me 

looking upon your hand, so stern

I had to reach for that touch

you guiding me, i saw this world through your eyes

The sparkle of the birth of the world you live

Please take me with you

Feeling the life, being awakened in my soul

feeling every emotion, ending in perfect peace

Life starts and ends with peace

Settling with death it starts a new life

Continue with me to perfect love

Perfect life

Perfect death

Forever we stay together, hand in hand, in a meadow of our own

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