What lives when love dies?
What gives when Death pries
Swinging a searing scythe
Halting stampeding feelings – mid-stride?
The energy released is explosive
A nova-like display, untamed,
A date is recorded
Eventually…cold remnants remain.
And yet the sky contains beautiful clouds
Testimonials, subtle, serene,
Rarefied trails of Refiner’s labor
Indirect shining reflecting beams.
Who miss the heat
May find consolation in beauty shown
The burned out, used up, exhausted star
Shimmers, a jewel in a heavenly home.