Concerning Death Surrounding Life Surrounding Death
a basket full of crystal pears
around them sat a clutch of hares
three doves above, a show of peace
the gentle entrance to his sleep
five thorns were pointed to his grace
six angels thwart their fiery haste
nine steps it took so he may flee
ten thoughts that he come back to thee
the sullen children march in rain
the gray swords flank forbidding pain
but one was lost yet found his way
through much travail he kept at bay
great stoney cliffs ascend him high
he's fallen thrice from stormy skies
to darkened shadows fixed his gaze
perfecting battle fortress blazed
and rising to friend's pleasing songs
to arms that held him sorely wronged
despair's reduction sought his life
but turned around to dragon’s wife
thus triumph mounted golden steed
to charge full force through death and greed
emerging clean, all washed by tears
oh heaven take him; light appears
and now from golden cities far
ethereal brush he paints the stars
with sidewards glance sees love and kin
and envies not where he has been
oh... sacred... peace!
(c) erik, 4 Oct. 2011
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