Death

Can one feel peace

While missing a piece?

Blankets of calm

Right even if wrong

Moon and stars bright

Reflecting the sun’s light

Winds blow gentleness

Comforting wholeness

The sounds of the dark

All thanks to noah’s arc

Breathing in tranquility

Embraced by serenity

Overwhelmed by beauty

Realizing our duty

Tears for the lost

Hold them at all cost

When one with the ground

Our souls will be found

In spirits of others

The sons and daughters

Smiles of eyes

Hearts through cries

Love from hands

Loyalty in bands

Lifted from the earth

Frankincense and mirth

Existing now as a cloud

In raindrops he’s found

Soaking the skin

Reuniting within

Not a tragedy

But the force of gravity

Nothing is missing

Especially if not living

He had to leave

To help me see

If one’s mind is open

Just for a moment

Death isn’t taking a piece

It’s wrapping one in peace.