Pondering the Dead: A Reflection

The bodies of the fallen lay before me, and sorrow fills my soul. I wonder what they died for; was it love, was it greed, or some simple need? But the sorrow is not alone, for with it comes joy for what they may have lived for: love, happiness or the desire to simple be. With this reflection I leave them be in their contented and eternal slumber, for their reasons to live or die are not mine in which to dwell.