Something That Can Not Die Poem by James McLain

Something That Cannot Die

In the tapestry of existence, it thrives,
A creature of ethereal beauty, it strives.
Life's dance of vibrant hues in every pore,
A symphony of moments forevermore.

With bated breath, it drinks the morning dew,
Awakening to the world, ever anew.
Each heartbeat pulses with fervent desire,
Embracing passion, setting souls afire.

Yet time's relentless march takes its toll,
Fading echoes of youth, a bitter toll.
Petals of youth, once vibrant and gay,
Now whispered memories, gently swept away.

But even as death's cloak draws ever near,
A fragment lingers, refusing to disappear.
In love's embrace, in deeds that touch the sky,
A soul's legacy blooms, never to die.

For in the hearts of those who still believe,
The spirit thrives, eternally to achieve.
In every breath, in every moment's grace,
Life's essence remains, an everlasting embrace.