The winds stir my soul
as I behold the grace
of a tree in autumn.
The radiance of its
golden fleece
covering the
age old branches.
Filling its limbs
with golden fire,
until its leaves die
and fall to the ground.

Like ghosts reminiscent
of winters past.

© 2006 aka The Shadow

Between the Eternities

Before we are born
we exist in eternity,
waiting for
that magical spark
that ignites us to life.
We then begin our journey,
traveling through time.
Meeting other souls
along the way,
making connections
and sharing our lives.

Until that day
when it all comes to an end.
For some that may be a very short trip,
and for others a much longer one.
Though in the grand scheme
it's all in a blink of the eye.
Once ended we then exist
in eternity once again.

"From birth to death
we travel between the eternities."

© 2006 aka The Shadow