Death

Note: This poem was written for "Stormy's Newsletter and Contest."

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D E A T H

Some say that death
is the loss of being.
And, maybe, that is so.

But I think death
is the absence of all
we've come to know.

Death is when
our heart has forgotten.
When we no longer recall

the embrace of a lover,
tears of happiness, or
storms passing into delight.

Death halts that cycle.
But I think, it should carry
only passing sorrow.

For death is the embrace
of a new beginning,
a step through secret doorways

into an existence elsewhere.
And once we stop recalling,
the loves and memories of old,

it is the start of a contented life
lived in a different house,
on a different plane.

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