Always New

The world
always expanding,
even in death.

For death is not real;
all tombs become wombs.

Death is a re-creation;
a part of how things are made new.
Creation is always re-creating itself;
this is nature’s natural way.

Like carbon under heated pressure.

A re-arrangement, tight bonding 
of tetrahedral crystal structures
showcasing, when the time is right,
as sparkling diamonds.

Oh, to have eyes that see
heaven’s beauty surrounding me.

Things becoming
 always new;
this is life.

-akw-

Be Peace. Flow Love. Life Joy.

Angel K Will