Tag: death

Wrapped Up

There, on top of my dresser sits painting a friend painted years ago in return for a favor. It depicts an open empty tomb and a light beam shining on Christ’s burial cloths. Today, as I passed the picture, the sight of the burial…

The Number of My Days

So very short my life does span, Along with every mortal man, Across tomorrow’s future vast – Across all history and past. Just like a blossom’s fragile frame, Just like a fire’s fickle flame, Like starlight’s beauty fades with dawn, So will my days…

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