Once upon a time
so very long ago
Death courted sisters
In tale little know
He came upon a garden
where two girls often dance
Sibling beauties both unique
despite their mirrored glance
Beneath the stars of universe
in grass of shimmering green
They laughed and played most joyfully
In meadow so serene
Enchanted by their glamour
intrigued by their caprice
He sat and watched them silently
for their frolic brought him peace
Yet in Grim Reaper’s heart reveals
no nihilist is Death
A simple dreamer who yearns for life
this seeker of our breath
But time, it turns as always,
and shadows must descend
He knew one day the meadowâs song
would echo to its end.
Yet daring not to take them,
he wept behind a tree,
For Death had found in mirrored souls
a glimpse of what could be…