Dime luna de plata...

viernes, 24 de mayo de 2013

"To a dead hummingbird"

Enter.
Die.
Enter death if you do dare,
to die and rise anew and rare.
Close behind, the ominous bell.
New or renewed?
Born or reborn?
Only experience will tell.

Share.
Kill.
Life's already a lonely place,
to fight solitude and spread your race...
or bear your curse...
or bear theirs...
Or bear both an die in grace.

Whistle.
Hum.
Sing like the frailest of birds
Hum in the heart of strife.
To sing,
Just to sing.
To sing and die singing...
Such is the beauty of life.

H.O.

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