Death Is Beautiful

As I looked up at the trees, with their dying leaves

I realised, death is beautiful

All the colours gifted by death

Yes, there's no doubt, death is beautiful

No one likes endings, I understand, I hate them too

But without them there are no beginnings, no appreciation of what was

Yes, absolutely, no question of a doubt, death is beautiful

It's a transformation, not condemnation, it's the circle of all things

Yes I'll embrace it when it comes, today, tomorrow, or some other distant day

Because life is a glorious ride, and death simply ends this particular ride

So on the final day I won't be crying, I'll simply be saying "death is beautiful"