It’s rumored one sees
as you die one’s life.
What if what one sees
is the life as lived
unfolding in time
so fleeting, yet vast?
Each momentarily
a live memory
not a life once lived
but the life you have.
Then it disappears
as if in a dream
of which one forgets
without waking up.
(September 4, 2025)
love and fear bond us
the collaborative
notion we are dead
without the other
that god exists
within not without
as the beast devours
the ones on the edge
together we hold
what wisdom we have
in the stories told
as we eat our bread
the dead like god live
as wine in our blood
(February 8, 2018)
I find you in your eyes;
Why do I turn away?
(December 27, 2017)
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