Moon white flowers

This is a poem for one of my characters.

The snow and winds are gone,

the chill sets sail,

Still, in my mind, I hear his whispers

 and soft singing.

His pale hand clasping

around my beating heart,

balming the motion, 

slowing it,

letting it fade sweetly, 

into the night, 

like the fragrance of

moon white flowers. 

Author's Note

"Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light."
--James Russell Lowell
This is a poem for one of my characters in the book I am trying to write. Review and comment please, tell me what you think of it.

Reviews

[Mirra]

I see a goddess reciting this poem while imagining of her pirate lover. Haha I don't know if this is the character your crafted in your story but this poem is really good. It seem to talk about lovers waiting and longing to be reunited with each other again. Well done.

[Matching Socks]

It sounds hopeful.

The snow and winds are gone.

Something new is coming.

[Moonie]

Death is indeed hopeful and beautiful. The snow and winds are the hardships and worries of life, which fade away in death. In death, you find peace. :)) thank you for the lovely review, it means a lot to me that you stopped by, dear Anče.:))

[Matching Socks]

My pleasure.

[Cory Barrett]

seeping with sorrow, accepting it final destination.

[Moonie]

Thank you very much, dear Streamline. It means a lot.:))

[Einstein Noodle]

very clever opening line .. moon white flowers and snow connect me instantly .. the rest lulls me as my own heart beat slows down .. enjoyed your poem very much .. wouldnt change a thing .. "balming the motion, " ..love that!
E.

[Moonie]

That is exactly what I wanted to convey. I wanted the reader to feel as if he or she is drifting to sleep. As I said, death is beautiful, quicker and easier than falling asleep. I wrote "the snow and winds are gone" to convey that the hardships and worries are over.
Also, I just love your reviews. You catch everything I want to say through the poem.:))

[willweb]

This was beautiful and so lonely today. You have done a wonderful job with this poem. I could feel this. I enjoyed this today.

[Moonie]

Thank you, dear Willweb. The greatest appreciation a poet can get is if someone feels their poem. Thanks for the lovely words.:))

[Frieda P]

Gave me a chill within its complex beauty of emotion...succinct and enchanting.

[Moonie]

Thank you for the lovely review, dearest Frieda. I wanted to convey that death is really beautiful, even though people consider it ugly. In my novel, I concentrate on this point further.
"Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure. This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal. "
--William Penn.

[Frieda P]

It's no doubt a more elegant way to look at death, if one could compute past the emotions after loss...was my pleasure, always Moon.

[Sami Khalil]

This write is fragrantly sweet and imagery laden. Bravo....

[Moonie]

Thank you for the lovely comment that has such a sweet pun in it. :))

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome....