Eternal life

         We know that we have passed from death to life
         because we love one another.

               —1 John 3.14


The grave is skin.
You can stay inside it,
or choose to become infinite.


You are the bird, not the nest.
Give yourself, and there is nothing
left to entomb.


Once you die,
an angel,
you can pass through walls.


When your life becomes nothing
but love
no one can take it from you.


Death is a barbed wire fence.
Love is a song,
it hangs in the air long after.


Death is a thick wall.
Above, the bird flies far
to a beautiful land in need of birds.
 

   —April 19, 2018