Poems for Chris

"You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heath of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and sea are one." - Kahlil Gibran in The Prophet  
I think that alex would have enjoyed this poem because he read a lot of books, quotes and poems about life. This poem is talking about the mysteries of life and death and how you have to understand them as a pair before you can try to break them down separately. This reminds me of how alex doesn't have a fear of dying and how he is so brave.

Memories

Delicate things,

Like butterfly wings,

Stir memories of my youth,

And sweet perfume,

From each fragrant bloom,

Carefree days and that’s the truth.

The sound of a bird,

Could always be heard,

Beneath the big old gum trees,

On the bank I lie,

The river nearby,

Feeling the gently blowing breeze.

Lazy days pass,

Lying in the grass,

When there’s no one else around,

Beauty fills my heart,

All nature is art,

Every day it could be found…

{©2008 Jan Brooks}

I think that chris would enjoy this poem because he really liked nature. This poem describes the things that you see, feel, hear, and smell outside and the beauty of it. This reminds me of how chris was constantly in the forests and how he liked nature more than he liked people.