Death Tale
Make me...
Summers bloom.
The wolf by the moon.
The feather on the wind,
A pinch of a spirt.
Make me believe...
In majestic life
Majestic love
In natural roses
And cotton weaved poses.
Make me live
To be beyond
The state of imagination,
The lack of suffocation,
Reincarnation.
Death in life
To be believed
For what we see.
Not what we do.
Boneata Bell 21st June 2011 Copyright
Summers bloom.
The wolf by the moon.
The feather on the wind,
A pinch of a spirt.
Make me believe...
In majestic life
Majestic love
In natural roses
And cotton weaved poses.
Make me live
To be beyond
The state of imagination,
The lack of suffocation,
Reincarnation.
Death in life
To be believed
For what we see.
Not what we do.
Boneata Bell 21st June 2011 Copyright
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