Seasons In Love - Winter
Seasons in Love – Winter
Canned and conserved memories are the only sustenance
Left to feed on with a blank stare and a stern countenance
Branches intertwined in life shall remain so in death
Suppleness, vitality gone, life`s reduced to taking breath
The oxygen now feeds the flames of merciful destruction
Dry branches impatiently long for the final deconstruction
But stubborn roots grow as deep as the tree is high
Detachment, like growth, will happen gradually, by and by
Living skeletons testify to loss and the inevitable end
They stand sinister but graceful and a final message they send:
Life and love are endowed with meaning by virtue of death
Hold dear and treasure these gifts considering the final breath
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