No Grave Deep Enough

There is no grave deep enough

to keep a soul in silent slumber.

There is no one to hear your sorry

and miss you by a tombstone,

for the one you lost does not sleep.

Feel them in the wind that blows,

glinting crystal snow, due drops on grass.

Look upon the rising sun,

its mystery, glamour, and power –

think of them as you look

at phenomenons that daily occur.

Like, swallows dancing in circled flight?

Constellations in midnight sky?

Yes, there is no grave deep enough

to keep a soul in silent slumber.

They are not waiting for your visit

by their tombstone. They are not there.

They are free, they are alive.