Loss

At first, it may seem that nature treads within a circle
that even if a man could live forever
he would only see things over and over again
death could be felt without pain

And of seeing a death, and a birth we could be glad of another death

But here is a hint
Loss changes us
sometimes for the better
and sometimes for the worse
It is better to work toward the truth
even if that truth is elusive
and colorless
than to allow yourself
and your soul
to be dyed with the color of your thought

Because that which is invisible can kill us
and that which we cannot see can be deadly
living for an eternity
will be a journey of loss
and every seven years, rebirth
but life
is for the living
and the laughter of small children
guides us, each by single and small steps at first
and finally running
into the shadow of the cross
where light is born
and gives warmth
and life can grow
from darkness
the memory of loss
fades as the memories of life
begin to glow
like LED at christmas against the snow