Death Shall Have No Dominion

As the wind we were

In the breeze which stirred

In a moment of gust

Just passing  through.

And though calm arrived

Elements quelled, like tide

We shall not recede

Nor forget our right

And death shall have no dominion.

Though the man is gone

The woman with, and

The Earth does mourn

Smiling and accepting

The remains of the child

To return to home.

And though they see no more

Bone & flesh reborn

Within the womb

And death shall have no dominion.

The womb tickles, from kicks

Echoing from the past

As future cries with memories

Forgotten yet known

Begging for release and the freedom

Memories once carried on the wind

They wore.

Remembrance of it all

Life somehow comes to show

And death shall have no dominion.

~ Minoa