Immortal

May 26, 2011

© A. Slaughter

IMMORTAL

It matters not where I may rest,
Or whether I am dust or flesh,
Encased in earth or house of stone,
My ashes scattered, kept, or thrown.

For I will be where’er you are,
No distance ever all that far,
In every face you’ll find you see,
A still-surviving piece of me.

Death is not a fear I know,
For it is neither friend nor foe,
The day will come I meet my fate,
Yet I will still communicate.

For all I am, so shall I be,
Right now and for eternity,
My heart and soul will linger on,
Though physically I may be gone.

In every darkness there is light,
In every blindness there is sight,
Stretch out your hand to touch the air,
And you will feel me everywhere.

Should tears of sorrow touch your face,
I’ll come and wrap you up in grace,
I’ll hold your heart and heal your pain,
For you have loved me not in vain.

All life is given to expire,
To cheat my death, I’ve no desire,
I’ll live my days, no clue in number,
Until I lay in peaceful slumber.

It matters not where I may rest,
Or whether I am dust or flesh,
For with you I’ll forever be,
Immortal in your memory…

© April Slaughter

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