Life And Death

Ninth month is a new birth under a pall of burned orange leaves

Overture for a play whose first act is in a funeral parlor

Votive candles silently echoing ‘remember man that thou art dust….’

Elegaic memories are exchanged

Midnight seems to come too early

Burning incense is the only scent present

Effortlessly smoke finds its way toward a full moon

Ringing bells announce a new life