Death

I saw death today.
I saw how He lives,
Like the ocean embracing a ball of fire,
Like a heart taking what it gives,
Momentary, like the candles at your first birthday,
Solitary, like the time they parted away.
Like zillions of elevators with nowhere to go,
It was beautiful like a photograph in flames,
Disfigured lives in black and white,
Chess seemed to be one of his favorite games,
I saw Death today,
He told me how He lived.

(To be cont.)