Cradle to Grave...

Cradle to Grave

When the bloom of life

in conjunction with loves' might 

resides within its motherly shelter

waiting to become son or daughter

a tiny heart begins to beat

and urges life to grow beneath

Soon, the darkness goes away

and life's surrounding light comes to stay

pleasurable senses becomes everything

wrapped in mothers attentive feeding

love exists morning till night

the new world is a delight

Then, youths' fever arrives with the season

as Springtime seeks soulful affection

the discovery of earthly passion
Wrapped in soft flesh apparition

lingering in deep brown flashing eyes

smile wantonly beneath bright skies

as love whispers wonderful things

and carry moments on soaring wings

Summers pass as well as Winters

and life strains the heart ever harder

dreams become distant reality

they mock the pursuit of imagined destiny

The splendor of living holds together the heart

as years pass in existential fright

that surrounds survival in times ever dim

buffeted by societies cold wind

Time rolls through the years in swiftness

it travels in concealed tenderness

as expiration arrives dressed in silver hair

and we deny all through our tears

The slowly setting sun sinks in the West

the journey now needs a rest

The beating heart fades into darkness

it beats no more to support life's quest