Prompt given by Annette.
In the said of the forever after
Made of dreams and sugar plums
Made of Spirit and dirt all the same
What IS never dies in the change of form
In the change of Earthly matters
Consider the death of rock and water
Of dirt and sky elemental antiquities
Held in the eternal infinite
Daring to call any or all of it forever
Cast out into the impossible
Comprehension of infinity
Trading places with death's ash
and bones dissolved in the cocoon
Of life to be reborn in magnificence
A rock held gently, tenderly
Ions of life tumbled my water
Earth, wind, and fire
Still to Be in the eternal wait
of transformation
To flutter away over the
sea of life in beauty
knowing that we never die