Death! Poem by Eric Cockrell

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death, not a distance,
but a door....
your heart opens

with your tears,
with your words.
not an ending,

but a different journey,
so much the same.
not a time for sadness,

but a time for awe....
standing 'neath the wings
of flight....

as the gifts of loving,
remembered,
fall like rain....

death. a cool drink of water
for lips parched and swollen....
death, the shadowy stranger

that feels like a lover....
new fallen snow
on earth preparing for spring!

death, the turning of the wheel,
the birth of a holy child,
the prayer our spirit prays!