Death, bow in awe, for Life has won the fight,
Though you may claim a hold on fleeting breath,
Yet through the heart, Life shines with boundless light,
Defying shadows cast by solemn Death.
When Life’s sweet pulse through veins and voices flows,
It sings a tune that eons can't dispel,
In every seed that sprouts and flower that grows,
A testament to Life's enduring spell.
For Life’s embrace endures beyond the veil,
In memories and love, it finds its place,
With each new dawn, where hopes and dreams prevail,
And laughter lives, defying your grim face.
So Death, take heed, your reign is but a part,
For Life beats on in every living heart.
…a rejoinder to John Donne.
