The Beauty in Death

I see stars

As I drift through the abyss 

I see grass

As I lay in the dirt

I see trees

As I sway through the air

I see water

As I float through the waves

I see fields

As I caress the weeds

Reviews

[R.E. Ray]

The imagery of elevated positions is inspiring as I read this poem. It leaves the reader with a sense of peace and comfort. Nice work.

[Taino]

Beautiful imagery! Each line a brush stroke on a canvas bonding self with nature. Excellent job! Please keep writing and creating!

[TheRavensWoods]

Wow! This poem is very beautiful. The flow is marvelous and I enjoy the imagery. Wonderful writing!

[denise]

I like the images - the way you have been consistent in the description

[KCthelastboyscout]

The way you write it
Death sounds like a beautiful dream.I hope so.