Because Acceptance is beautiful, and Heaven is overrated.The poetry and musings of Erin Monahan
Autumn ContemplationsThe lilies have wilted, weightedby the dogwood's scarlet berriesand red-tipped leaves -one pitiable death born in the beauty of another.
Indeed, my friend, indeed.
yes, indeed. . . heh. I love these conversations. The odd lack of words still leaves me with the belief that you get it.
I hate to overuse the word perfect.This merits, in my book, a perfect score. A miniature jewel.the weight of the words wilted, and of course, weighted.the screaming passion of the red and scarlet dogwood's "dying" into winter.and the passion of power and connection between the two deaths.