A Lot Like Being Born
Death seems a lot like being born to me
To stand on this side of the veil withdrawn
From the birth canal of mortality
By the banks of dusk to embrace the dawn
Of what an unknown day might hold in store
Or an unknown night like this only more
Either way it seems a passage through pain
When we leave or stay as we come and go
After it happens no one can explain
The second time and the first time we know
What all of us do twice each in our way
At dusk as at dawn as night follows day
I stand on this side of the veil withdrawn
From the birth canal of mortality
By the banks of dusk I embrace the dawn
Of what an unknown day might hold in store
On an unknown night like this even more
Death seems a lot like being born to me
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMVIII
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Thanks for sharing this, Steven.
Leann
Sandie Angel :o)