There in the shade of the trees, my Beloved rests
for death is but a deep and untroubled sleep
and the grave a bed buried in the heart of the earth.
Death is but a temporary separation for us. We
shall see each other again.
Until then, rest, my Beloved, rest until the day when you
you shall awake to life immortal.
This was written for the #writephoto Prompt – Shade at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.