What is Death

What Is Death? 

What is death

but a timely trip-

bones tucked away,

the soul stripped clean

of its earthly matter,

returned to its natural state,

no longer fettered

by organs and flesh

and how they intricately mesh.

The human body-

a beauty, of course-

but compared to the soul,

it feels so shoddy.

I cross to the other side,

weightless, transparent,

full of quiet pride.

I lived the ride

with abandoned perfection.

I danced and loved

from my very conception.

Now I twirl and pirouette

to the song of my heart.

Celebrate death-

it is not the end,

but just the start.