Life and Death - First Entry

Death.

Maybe I shall lay in the snow

And look up at the beautiful symphony of stars in an endless black nothingness

And sink into the snow

Where not even I may giggle at the soft caresses of snowflakes dancing upon my rosy cheeks 

And when the night continues on

With me a simple organism of breathing life within a barren wasteland I realize that this

Is

much more than me.

The snow

The tests

The tears in the night that seal my blight

For only I can decide my future

Even when 

Feeling trapped under the cool, damp snow 

I am

A part of the symphony of stars floating through the ever-expanding universe of