Go, and catch a falling star
   Pretend you know just who you are
   Teach me to hear a silent cry
Preach to me when your heart is dry

Ask not what you choose to ignore
   Give more than you take, not as a chore
   Think what you will but say what you mean
Tomorrow's moon rises on all but unclean

The Autumn falls like tears can do
   Shedding light on leaves, colors, and dew
   But all things die, like you must learn
Before the earth, all do return

Death is not Winter, the reverse is true
   Although few can fathom, apparent and blue,
   Before you lay the ticking, lively and green
Masked in a cloak of brown so widely seen.

Around you they change, but safe in the hearth
   The dearly departed descend toward the earth
   The trees sway in winds, wholly enchanted
Reminding those behind what chances were granted 

Dear Child, don't fret, lift your head, look at me
   My eyes tell stories about lives set free
   And Winter seems dark, and sad, this I know
But beauty is hidden underneath precious snow.

The stars still shine, not wasted, you see
   For what is gone will not return immediately
   But if you look inside what is encompassed in you
You will see Winter turns to Spring, everything anew.

02/24/2004

Author's Note: inspired by (first line and title "borrowed" from) John Donne and his poem, "Song."

Posted on 02/25/2004
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