Death is what other fears
Death is what we always hear
Death is we wish not to be here
Death is impossible to seer

But.. Sometimes..

Death is the answer to our fear
Death is the end of our pain
Death can no longer feel
Death is what they want to feel

And..

Death is a wish to anyone here.

Put this up in a place where its easy to see
the cryptic admonishment
T T T
Feel how depressingly when slowly
you climb
its well to remember
Things Take Time

Sunlight comes through the window.
The wooden bowl casts a shadow,
beautiful, simple.

This morning, again, you are in no hurry.
Your life has slowed down and there is time
to see.