If death should take my body
let my spirit
leap out
like an airborne fish
striving
for newness
As the sun reflects
golden scales
of transcendence
I’ll return to you
a beam of light
Illuminating vistas, dewdrops, moss
When I find you
I’ll know you
I’ll celebrate you
and hold you
I’ll make the grandest garden
I promised that I would
I’ll keep it and I’ll tend to it
forever my beloved friend
until fate should beckon us
in boundless glory
to meet again
~Arkana Rose