The Meaning of Death to Me

In shadows deep, where darkness lies, A whisper calls, as life complies. Through shattered dreams, a new path forms, As souls depart, in perfect storms. With bated breath, we face the unknown, In death's embrace, our fears are shown. A fleeting touch, a final goodbye, A poignant end, where dreams do fly. In stillness found, a quiet reprieve, In deaths embrace, true solace we achieve. Through sorrow's veil, a beauty blooms, In death's sweet daze, a chance to exhume. From slumber steeped, we rise and find, In death's cruel grip, a truth defined. A cosmic dance, of life and decay, In death's cold hands, all debts we pay. Through cycles turned, a fragile thread, In deaths embrace, our spirits shed. In hushed embrace, new life takes flight, In death's cruel gaze, our spirits ignite. In death's sweet whisper, secrets unfold, In life's tempest, we find our true gold.