The lilac swims in beauty,
its fragrance fills the air,
but it is stuck,
though with some luck
it might help someone care.
The lark looks a bit duller,
it doesn't smell so sweet,
but it can fly
the endless sky
and sing the day complete.
The shark claims all the ocean,
it grows to mamouth size,
it sees the sea
then looks at me
with those omnivorous eyes.
The fish and foul and flowers
seem fruitful, fresh and free,
still I discern
that they in turn
are envious of me.
For nature has decreed to end
their fleeting life so free,
while from kind heaven
I've been given
a whole eternity.
-- by Pete Voelz 2002
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