Thursday, February 28, 2013

Death

Somewhere ...
in the forest
a dry leaf falls
to touch the ground
from where it was born...
Somewhere ...
down the road
a friend passes on
to touch the ground
from where he was born.....
Somewhere...
in the world
an animal is lost
to touch the ground
from where it was born...
Somewhere, sometime
with every passing,
a part of me dies
to leave a note behind -
that "somewhere, sometime
you too will go
So don't hold on to fear,
simply let go."

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