A death that wished a birth

Look above , notice the trees The way they dance through the winds, Too soon to shed , the leaves of happiness? Nothing left to see , nor to be known Even the gods pray for my bliss.

There I stand gazing at the sky , Naive to live and left to die . Gazing at the stars , the trust I grow Soon the ground runs away to pry.

Like a coconut , my life just hangs Over the decades not a eye to be seen. Shedding the skin , easy to stab Left there alone , or with the sorrow ? So my tears then helps others grow .

Oh the hands! Such warmth must they feel, Too far for a wish , is that what keeps me healed? Now comes the winter , the joy it holds Tears of happiness others they roll A fool to live ,  warmth of the breeze.

Years left to live , just to wait , For the death that grants , life of happiness? Sky , the ground and thoughts Were they better than the people I lived for?