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Liturgy of a Lake
Water like a lion’s breath
That rising softened heat
A ripple up above me
The sky beneath my feet
The waves bring my body
To where my spirit’s gone:
Beneath the green and glassy lake
Where a flame is burning on
Rejoicing in this moment
I whisper a watery prayer
Inhaling the steady current
And drinking honeysuckle air
The breeze prepares communion
As my soul is served on ice
When I hear the solemn footsteps
Of our dear beloved, Christ
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Yes, yes (I mutter, grinning mischeviously), it all comes down to the moustache.
She really should have. Luna's great, I very much agree; she's one of the characters I most admire (mostly because she's so unusual, and I admire the unusual). And a Stargirl, indeed. What would the world do without you Stargirls? I shudder to consider the possibility.
I don't think Death is ever bad, it's needed. But it comes, often, at inconvenient times; which leads us to think that it can be bad.
Dying, however, can be quite horrible, needless to say.
Er, yes. I think that's a good word to describe it.
Death can be pretty, in a way, so I tried to write my poem accordingly.
Ahahaha, do what you wish, Raven, the completed project always delights. I wait for it's posting eagerly, the title alone is beautiful.
Oh, I think I see, so, if one has things all figured out, or at least to a degree that satisfies, he will not fear death? If one doesn't have any unfinished business in life, death will not seem such a bad thing, I think.
Hmmm. I see. All right; I will compensate, I think, by writing a longer poem immediately! I have been thinking of writing one called "Consolation from a Lovely Spirit," by the way.
All he meant, I think, was that one has nothing to fear from death if he's got things sorted out in his head. It is only to a badly organized mind that death would seem unpleasant and unwelcoming. So it takes some wisdom and some spirit of adventure.
You're usual style seems to be much longer, more imagined and storylined. I like both quite a lot, though I am missing the length a little in this one L: That's just my opinion.
Or maybe even just the adventurous mind, as I've never really understood what "well organized mind" means :)