Life and Death

Death looked at Life with envy and hatred.

Life was beautiful.

She was the reason Death existed.

Life knew this.

She knew that without her,

There could be no Death.

But still, she admired Death.

She saw how he took care

Of the ones she couldn’t.

She knew some people didn’t want her.

Some people couldn’t resist

The temptation of Death.

Some people saw that Life wasn’t perfect.

Death couldn’t see Life’s flaws.

All he could see

Were the happy faces of the living

And the scared faces of the dead.

All he could hear were the sorrowful cries

Of those who only saw Death

As someone who had stripped them of happiness.

They didn’t see Death’s kindness.

They didn't see him wrap his arms

Around those who came to him willingly.

They didn’t see him cry every night

Because he knew he wasn’t as good as Life.

He knew the only ones who came to him willingly

Were the broken and the lost.

Life saw all this and more.

She decided to help Death.

She told him not to worry.

She told him that if it weren’t for him,

No one would appreciate Life.

If it weren’t for him, no one would help

The broken and lost.

Life dried Death’s tears.

She made him look her in the eyes

And told him of the great beauty she saw in him.

Death’s hatred melted away.

He realized his importance

In the balance of Nature.

And as the sun set,

Marking the end of another day,

Life and Death joined hands

And took in the beauty

Of the world they shared.