The Premise of Death

Death is full of life’s unknown measure

In every capacity as it spins, twirls, and revolves

It propels us toward an eternal fulfillment of treasure

To which we will decidedly move and slowly evolve.

We are ever grasping for the brightest light

As eternity looms ahead. Unknown and unbidden,

It lingers before our eyes and ears, resplendent in short sight

Of yearnings held deep within our hearts, many prewritten.

Shall we move ever onward toward its source,

Feigning an awareness of the encroaching unknown

To lightly traverse along the less traveled course

With encroaching fear that we’ll reap what we've sown?

Fear nor end may be a thing that seeks to capture and hold us

As we move endlessly toward the surfacing yonder light,

Instead, it may be a peace and surety of nature that combusts

To hold us within a lightly veiled awareness of our plight.

Fear not the newness of death and eternity’s lingering

For in death, we move forward to find the final phase

The ultimate end may be full of beauty and bells ringing

As our life’s achievements abound within the sun’s rays.

And life will begin anew with bursts of color and bright lights

Giving us another chance to begin again, to achieve a new start

Allowing an opportunity to make what was wrong now right

With glee, we will soar to new heights and reach for the stars.

Eternity is a quest, an endeavor, and a choice for many

Still, death will encompass each man within its core.

Let’s hope for all there is a lasting and vast array of plenty

To enrich our new lives with splendor and glory unlike before.