Death, the great unknown, the great beyond,
a place we don't yet belong,
I've encountered your gatekeeper a handful of times,
always said my name isn't down, my bell hasn't chimed,
The fear that it brings, a fear of our ending,
the story has changed, no idea where its heading,
the music has stopped, the dance has stuttered,
the bar has closed, the doors are all shuttered,
life, so precious, yet most of us waste it,
never slowing to stop and taste it,
sample its wonders, delight in its treasures,
we rush around, causing too much displeasure,
All that is good is within your control,
your senses can feel all that is wonderful,
your heart can give so much joy,
just open it up and share it with all,
A playground for us, a place of so much,
don't let it be spoiled by greed and mistrust,
open your arms, embrace all that is new,
and enjoy each new storyline you come to.
Don't regret the paths took over past years,
regret those left unexplored through embarrassment or fears
thanks for reading.
kyle(the thoughtful poet)
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