(12-16-02)
Lazarus awakes.
Elysian fields,
Deepest green.
Valleys
Sweet and fertile.
Flowers,
Fragrance and nectar
Overflowing.
Precious life
Reflected in
Every dewdrop
On every blade of grass.
Each sense
Experienced,
Small miracles.
Love and loss?
Far better to
Die
And be
Reborn.
Remove the sackcloth,
Wash the ashes
Dance to music
Some will never hear.
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