Sunday, January 26, 2020

Infinity by Rebekah Parise




You died as flowers do,
Slipped away as the moon sets,
And the sun rises.
You died as angels sing
And worshippers chant.
You died the way the rain falls,
And evaporates to become again.
You died like ancient starlight,
And circling planets,
And someday you will live again
The same way.


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