Part 4 of 4

"Death 4"

The death of Beloved
is like pre-transition to your own death
Die with her
or
Live Life newly, as ever-
knocking Death
never vanishes
but you Live more fully

I take the second part

Part 3 of 4

"Death 3"

It's like flying far, far away
-The death of someone loved
estrangement
everything you could do Can't bring her back
Don't know what to do (because
Everything has changed)
your heart
tries to Beat

Part 2 of 4

"Death 2"

Finding my weakness
Finding my faults
Ripping my heart out through my chest
I stand bleeding, weeping, wounded
I fall down at Your feet

Taking all the me I've ever known
And yanking away from it

Letting go of my gifts
Letting go of my talents
Gouging out my eyes with hot pokers
I stand blinded, shrieking, scorched
I kneel down asking for mercy

Taking all the me I've ever liked
And disassociating myself from it

Giving You my heart
Giving You my soul
Numbing my senses, beyond compare
I stand stripped, calloused, and cold
I bow down seeking Your grace

Taking all the me I've ever had
And unhaltingly presenting it to You

All of me could never be
Without all of You

Part 1 of 4

"Death 1"

Bloom
Being created
And being alive.
Standing firm,
Though wind and rain,
Cold and heat.

Nighttime
Peaceful transgression
Folds, curls, sleeps.
Yet temporarily
Forever awaken
In a world of new light