Life Always Rises
I am dissolving, evanescing
Like salt into fire.
An explosion of sparks
Then
Nothing.
Fully transmuting, transforming
Love into flame.
Like a snow fox caught in a trap
Who gnaws off a leg
Leaves a bloody trail
In the snow
White fur vanishing
Into the liminal space
Where trees meet tundra.
Eventually all things die.
Dissolve back into pure energy.
Salt. Blood. Fur.
Snow turns to water
And washes away in the spring.
And new things grow
And bloom in the stillness
Of corpse or bleeding or healing.
Life always rises
In the end.
© Bettina Colonna, 2024