Divine Inevitabilities

I desire to be what you are-
the tranquility before the tempest,
silencing the boisterous crickets
with clouds of destructive beauty due west.

Although they know a rainy death looms;
they grab dewy blades of grass unafraid.
Accepting themselves and each other,
Together singing a sweet serenade.

I'd loathe to know knowledge that you know-
The swelling dread in a loaded bullet
as it feels a touch on the trigger,
realizing its whole life has been a threat.

However it accepts its duty,
enslaved to the reflexes of the trigger,
barging out the barrel like a bull,
and piercing flesh in a burst of vigor.

Death and peace are inseparable-
silently leading the march into fate.
You cannot bring us peace without death;
Therefore God, you love everything you create.