Through eyes eternal I have beheld beyond the mortal soul a place wherein the dead arise and life and time are sold where death consumes forever and breath the price of gold is passed from hand to hand to hand to buy the tender whole and Goodness there is the elder twin of evil cast in twain both bound by blood to the other’s side and neither one is sane they rise up in bloody battle and fall in bloody rain to meet again another day in rivalry insane and I myself have fallen there and I myself arise and for my mortal passing I often times did cry but time once bought with the breath of life brings newness to the wise and leaves me here alone at peace with these eternal eyes...
Reason for writing:
I have thought about this one since writing it, and it seems
to speak of facing death on its own terms, and moving on...
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