“Someday I will die”
I heard myself say
Upright seated tall
Breathing big
Crying, crying
Mentally repeating,
“Someday I will die”
Goodbye, goodbye
Snowmobile crash and cry
Alissa’s dad did die
Yesterday
Today I cried and cried
Upright seated tall
Breathing big
Crying crying
Mentally repeating, “someday I will die”
Every time I said it
I felt the truth some more
“Someday I will die”
Goodbye, goodbye
The mental practice, before
The finale
Shuts life’s final door
And when will mine?
Alissa’s dad died last night
And so will I
“Someday I will die”
In meditation, I sit and cry
Mentally repeating
“Someday I will die”
The vision I see
A practice from Buddhism
Decaying corpses of my family and friends
And myself in our ends
The actual turning over of energy
The transmutation of something to another thing
The cycle spinning from end to transition
The Life cycle includes death
Flesh to ash
And I imagine seeing it
“Someday I will die”
In meditation, I sat and cried
Seeing the decay
Of Alissa’s dad in my mind’s eye
His time came and so will mine
And someday I will die
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