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DEATH'S SONG by Jenn Lui


For those days that seem darker than dark...

... remember this too shall pass. Always, there are new beginnings at every turn.

“There is no coming to consciousness without pain.” 
~ Carl Jung~
~Skull Artistic Self Portrait by Jenn Grosso~


Death’s Song

By Jenn Grosso


In the bleak and the despair

Hold on tightly to yourself
Be comforted by Death’s Song.


These cycles they come and go

Every day in every minute
Another moment’s death.


Breathe and take it all in

The just beginnings
And all their many endings.


Nothing stays forever

Change is the only constant
Hold on tightly to yourself.


Cradle your darkness in your arms

Embrace the hidden opportunities
As the shadows reveal the light.


With every little death

New found joy in the beginning
Another moment is born.
'Winter Dawn' photography by Jenn Lui~


Jean Lui hails from a far and distant land impervious to the mundane and the conventional. Her eclectic interests always begin with an overwhelming curiosity, which catapults her into fanatical investigations and explorations. A lover of all creative mediums, she focuses most of her time on writing, painting/mixed media, yoga, meditation and picture taking. Jenn holds BAs in Psychology and Comparative Religion. She continuously thrives on furthering her understanding of the mind-body-spirit connection. With a penchant for all things beautifully extraordinary, Jenn recognizes the importance of honoring her shadow self, which in turn, creates a healthy respect for what lingers in its dark corners. Shamelessly wearing her heart on her sleeve, Jenn can typically be found with a book in hand, mala around her neck, and skipping to the beat of her own drum. Connect with Jenn on her blog 'Perils of The Living', Facebook and Twitter.

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