Here's one I wrote quite awhile back, ten years or more when I was dealing with a death of a loved one. It is about life, death and how relative it really all is and that lifes journey is really but a circle back to the beginning, 0. I find great hope in this.
Beyond the Moonlight
Death glares stinging
blood stains the eyes,
in this time of mourning, out pouring
In this birth blooming
new bud unaware,
with each breath breathes wisdom
all is fair.
The night is as grand as the light
and in the twilight
the stars look bright.
Somewhere beyond the moonlight......
Somewhere.....beyond the moonlight.