My Spirits...
Spirit of Life or Spirit of Death,
Which Spirit will come to me this day?
One morning I wake up with my life force strong,
The next, I see death guiding my way.
My Way...
If I could choose which Spirit should rule,
Would I be strong enough to make the choice?
There seem to be more evil days than good,
Which inevitably stills my voice.
My Voice...
Why do I wish for death to come,
When to value life is what we are taught?
This weariness I feel is weighing me down,
With death controlling all of my thoughts.
My Thoughts...
Why is it I cannot seem to make up my mind,
When there are only two Spirit Paths to choose?
No one else can say which road is best for me,
In the end, my life or death will reflect my views.
My Views...
Will I suffer more on the road ahead,
If death becomes my final advocate?
I feel it can't be worse than this life I live,
As each Spirit struggles to decide my fate.
My Fate...
How long will I be able to endure the strain,
Before the inevitable decision is made?
Only the Spirits of Life and Death now know,
The final rhythm of my life's serenade.
Lora Frikken ~ 3-8-03
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