Poem -
Death
Β Β Β Death is an unspoke of subjectΒ
The reason we can not explain
The body is an object
Donβt you know what becomes of your brain
The Magicβs released, floating abroad and carefully blessing the living
Your corpse will cease but not your thoughtsΒ
They go on blessing the givingΒ
2022
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this is so beautiful
Yes thank you
Written in 1978Β
as a 17 year oldΒ
Hello CharlesΒ
what a stunning write on death and the infinite existence of consciousness. Beautifully penned
Gwen xΒ
Thank youΒ
Great description of the poemΒ
and DeathΒ
Gwen