A NEW BREATH OF SPRING
what forgotten past did you embrace
what mirrored countenance did time erase
we knew you once but could not know
that first new breath of spring
when once vital flesh is tied to brittle bone
and will not serve even oneself alone
fear not Death's midnight call
or a loved one's plaintive refrain
blast lifeless flesh with fire into ashes
cast them off in earth and wind's domain
where they fall we have the slightest desire
yet with you our thoughts remain
---sean demling