An ember born of fire,
floats upwards to the sky,
when breezes wane and lessen,
to the earth it lands and dies.
Tag: death
The Casket Tree by L. M. Montes
In the forest stands a fingered tree,
With leaves and prickles that snatches me,
I stop and stare, its spell it casts,
And a wind doth blow the strongest blast.
Now out I gaze with unmoving eyes,
Upon the next victim who saunters by,
My leaves they prickle and snatches thee
As you pass by the casket tree.
By L. M. Montes
The Kiss of Death
The kiss of death,
It says goodbye,
Without a reason or a why,
Then comes back and says to me,
Oh my dear,
How I love thee.
by L. M. Montes
Divine Death
Three men,
Hanging on a cross,
Two are sinners,
One is divine.
Oh Jesus on the cross,
This I ask of You,
Forgiveness and mercy
For my sins,
So I may be with You.
Death’s clutches take hold,
The devil he must fight,
The Son He is the victor,
Not just for me,
But everyone,
So we may rise to heights.
By L. M. Montes
WRITE TIME AND AGAIN 