Death Certain; Time Unknown

(“A kind of poem,” they wrote)

I’m in a love affair with death and

He’s got me.

And she will have held me.

In the end, we give everything to be here.

With the wind and moon as my witness, this life is more than what it seems.

All fear is fear of death and

I am always in communion with you,

nearer to you than this thought;

Look for me, I am in the look of your eye —

Fear is here and death is in the room.

I am, I am, I am…

Listen, the old brag of my heart burning like a pale ember, flickering

yearning and aching for

a single breath

just one more

Anything

To be

Here

With

You

…

No one gets out alive!

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When we know our time together is limited, we begin to open ourselves to the real and intimate world of connectivity and belonging of which we have always been a part. Understanding is my only career. May this be for the benefit of all beings. Take care.