I know Death has befallen,
and I am not saddened.
In the pine woods my dreams lay quiet.
Beside the sea I rest - from afar it shimmers like a lake,
under the afternoon sun, as the sunlight gives chase
after my shadow, little by little, without a trace.
My time has ended. Life is long and never-ending.
In the middle of my journey I should have sought recess.
People walking by say that the branches are depressed.
People walking by say that the branches are growing.
Brilliant! Your mind seems, like mine, to find sadness, stillness - all those things considered negative - to instead be incredibly beautiful.
SvarSletI like the juxtapositions like "Life is long and never-ending" even though you've acknowledged a death. Also The last two lines are perfect for showing the circle of rebirth in the world.