They found the child lying
deep in the depths of my womb,
along with other past lives
fermenting into mud
in their cold, watery graves.

Lifted up from the darkness,
five shadowy figures
came and took her from me,
while I could not say how
this had me feel.

But soon it made itself known,
as the new emptiness
opened its mocking jaw,
as clouds of silt slowly rose
from surrounding memories.

There was turbulence
in these waters, to
acquiesce thieves in the night
as they committed Rebirth,
leaving me bereft.

As Death, the passage of Time
means nothing to meó
and each arrival
hears me like a
whale sinking into the deep.

I am a placid liquid
surrounded by Natureís calm,
reflecting bygone worlds
from where all were born,
and where all shall return.

I am that woman
returning my daughter
to me, her Motheró
so I watch, and Iíll wait,
reminded of Time passing.

I am Death, the other side,
where all my children
in this embrace
shall be equally mourned,
if I should lose even one.

Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published | Edited 18th Oct 2019
Author's Note
For Missyís ďShifting Shades Of The SeasonĒ.
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