Joy in the passing

Have you ever tasted blood?

One that's flowing through your veins,

That somehow, through the smallest cut

Which breaks the cycle, lets it escape

Do you know the element?

That's letting the flavor be born

And touches soft cells of your tongue

Through vessels ripped like with a thorn.

It can be born in just one place,

It can be born through death alone.

In the entire Universe -

- Only in dying star's core.

So next time when you bite your lip,

Think of that universal breath

And wonder how is that to live

Thanks to the brightest objects' death.

Find time to celebrate your life,

Through love, through beauty and through passion,

And sometimes think of what has died

For you to find joy in the passing.