A poetic rambling.

Cyclical in nature….is the name of this game. You will find no grammar police here. How does one cheat Death her self? I don’t believe The Source is a woman…nor a man, but I do believe Death is a woman. Only that which gives life, can take a life. She is the mother who never bore you. The best friend I ever had. I never wanted to live forever. And I find comfort in the idea, that this too shall end. But…