Soul StillWaters Poems

Why does fear sometimes accompany Death? ?
Is it the desire to keep living! ? ?
The desire to not be dead? ?
Or Just the innate reel of life's a tipping point? ?
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Slip through my veil and see me
See me for who I am
See me for who I am not
see for in a short while, I am not
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I faced death and failed in the moment
I saw it pass at dawn, it's tracks were dim and grim
His passing gave power to life - see you later
His back is like a large mirror, reflecting the past.
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I will have none of this anguish
I can no longer hold on to perished dreams
I have no desire to be any longer
I want none of these longings that leaves me bereft
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I am water, fluid and flourish
openly or crevice
alive and my master
I am patient, quiet schemes to break barriers
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My lip, honeyed lip
Littered words
Gushingly fountain
To usher and truddle
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Ooh my soul
How beautiful you are.
Your first light of breath
You were so comely.
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