New Poem - "Bittersweet, & Softly"

There's fruit-stands in the mountains,
& orchards in the alleys.
There's pleasure here, and pleasure there,
And it nurtures us with every care.
But it is always Bittersweet,
& Softly self-secure.

There's poison in the hill-tops,
& dagger-points in the valleys.
There's death for me, & death for you,
& Death enough for everyone,
But it will always be
Bittersweet,
& Softly self-secure.