The Living Dead Poem by Paige Nielsen

Death is not something to be feared,
But channeled
Like an energy of entropy.
My heart is like a samurai
In that respect.
I embrace this solemn idea of death.
So many lives, reincarnated,
How many mine?
There’s always one more ahead of you…
“don’t fear the reaper, ” says my stereo.
That’s right, and I don’t.
What is death but another aspect
Of the darkness within us all?
All things must die in their time,
To be born again,
Rise from the ashes of dissolution,
To find a new day.
The sun and moon weave that tapestry,
Le danse morte,
With every day and night.
Bask in its velvety touch,
Beyond good and evil,
Beyond love and heartache,
Beyond pain, humiliation,
Beyond yourself.
Welcome it with open arms,
And you will be strong,
Like the goddess you know you are.
Requiescat in Pacem.