DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling.
~ Lingering Wonder ~
Hand in hand with Death, he stands at the edge of the universe and gazes out over all of creation.
Birth: a soul - a seed - becomes a being.
Life: it blooms, a kaleidoscope of action and emotion.
Death: the fruits are harvested, the remains wither.
The cycle is ever ending and ever beginning again.
All of this could be his...
But he yearns to return; he is not yet ready to be picked.
Standing again in the world of men, he nearly forgets what he's seen.
Although in the back of his mind, some small sense of it clings.
~end~