This is a story of death.
''Why is it you are sad, Death?'' Life asked Death.
''Because I bring no good.'' Death said sadly.
''No good? Why, what ever do you mean?'' Life asked in surprise.
''Don't you notice? When another life appears, everyone is happy. There is music, there is laughter...Joy...Happiness. Yet, when death comes, everyone is afraid. The hope is lost, the happiness fades, the music is slow and feeds on to the sadness. I bring no good, Life.'' Death said slowly and hurtfuly.
'''Oh, Death. Who ever told you such a lie.''
- IN SOME OTHER TIME -
''There. Another life has come.'' Life though after a child birth.
Life was on her leave when she suddenly herd awful sobs from near around. Life came to the sound of pain and misery and found a small boy crying on the floor. Life became a living being herself and placed her warm hand onto the boy's head. The boy spooked and raised his head, facing Life.
''Why is it you are crying, my child?'' She said to him with a warm and calm voice.
The boy sniffed and said through sobs;
''My grandfather died a few minutes ago.''
''But why is it you are sad?'' Life askes in confusion.
''What do you mean? I have lost my grandpa! Death took him away from me!'' The boy screamed through tears.
''Death took him away?'' Life repeated the boy's words and a wide smile appeared on her face. ''Dear child, if there was no death, there is no life.''
''What do you mean? There can always be more living! Isn't that good?'' The boy said.
''That is true. But the world has it's limits. It's balance. How woud the world look if there were trillions of living beings? Humans? Bugs? Animals?'' Life asked the boy.
''Mm..Well...It wouldn't be good. Would it?'' The boy said and lowered his head.
Life brough her smile back again. She placed her finger under the boy's chin and raised his head to face her again.
''Light and dark. Peace and war. Warm and cold. Life and Death. It is all balance without which the world as we know it would be a nighmare.''
The boy didn't say anithing.
''My child, you must know that everything has it's limits, it's flaws and it's virtues. Death does not mean an end. It is a begining of a new story. And it never takes those whom we care for away from us.'' She says with a warm smile. ''They stay in our memories.''
Death is never 'The end',
it is a begining of a new journey.
When we lose someone dear to us, we would often cry and search for a way
to never forget them. We cry, we disappear from the world for some time.
But, you are to know this;
DO NOT CRY FOR THE MEMORIES AND TIMES YOU WON'T BE HAVING,
SMILE FOR THE MEMORIES AND THE TIMES YOU HAVE HAD.
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A BOOK OF WORDS
PoesieThis is a book with a heap of quotes, a here and there poem, and an every now and then there is a thrown in comeback. Most of these are made by me only, and some are either rewritten by me but made by someone else, or are switched up a bit, however...
