Death Flies
Death shall not remain
when hollow bones are stripped to white
and luscious life drained to naught
the lovers torn apart
the mother empty
the children gone
yet death does not remain
the rotting corpse
and empty grave
an echo of a beating heart
when the rolling mistress
covers life
and drowns all sparks
death does not remain
when roaring lord
comes conquering
and the living turn to ash
the sun and moon
ever watch
as death does not remain
bard, warrior, father, priest
all greet the end somehow
no single thing
tree or bird, can forever remain
eternity
immortality
the end for all must come
yet death does not remain
only fleeting
as a shy young kiss
or the first stirrings of spring's breath
does death come
softly knocking
or barging, raging
but never long
never overdrawn
death does come and go
swift as if on guided wings
those that die
not long remain
carried in that spindly grasp
death does not long remain
bravery tossed to sea
timidity left wondering in ice
all that die
do not linger
but in death they do stay
even as it passes by
swift, as the bird flies