Dove in the Stone

Death was never meant to be
the opposite of life;
it is instead the opposite of birth,
and life becomes the time between
two doors, each swinging gently,
fiercely, into worlds
unknown beyond the stones
that mark our presence
here on hallowed ground.
Like the dove, fly in and land
to briefly root around the lawn
in search of food,
and, finding nourishment,
lift wings and feel the spirit
carry us away.