Sunday, October 1, 2017

Death falls in place

Everybody dies
the child, the adolescent
the middle-aged
all dead
live in the mind
or in the picture frames
everybody denies death
for the lying breath.

The man, the woman
live
and continue to live
a thousand lives
alive body and mind
stories write
air plays a thousand tunes
through running nerves
sing, play, moan and dance
yet one day, the flute will stop.
Will arrive the final goodbye
but so what
for as long as they are
they are
those persons in the frames
light and sound
resting in the memory lanes
are dead in them
still in them they are!

Hearts still palpitate
brains catch the rainbow
mountains, rivers, high and low
you find the you in you,
treasured senses and their hues.

Everybody dies
yes, yet relies
on the stage and the skies
​​​​​​​death rests and lies
breath travels, sings, flies
life lives through the ears and the eyes.

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