Bringing forth the darkness unseen, <br />Making the lives of the mortal once been, <br />Creating the power of the silent goddess, <br />To have and to hold, to love and caress. <br /> <br />Creating and stirring, flying and falling, <br />The making of sadness, death and mourning, <br />The pain of our bodies, minds and souls, <br />cups and saucers, and empty bowls. <br /> <br />Feelings of hate and detest, <br />can’t obtain a feeling of rest, <br />Bring forth the suffering of me, <br />And let it all again once be.<br /><br />Nicole McDonald<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-and-decay/
