I come at three in the morning
I gaze at your tired, aching body
There were once strong muscles
protecting those you loved
from the cold
from the painful
flow of things
People are beautiful beings
meant
to exist
meant
to go away
Don’t be afraid
It is I who take your breath
when the time stops
I will take all of you
leaving them the body
so they could return it
to the ground
at the beginning
of a new life
I am here
I embrace tenderly
without dogma
without future
with silence
in stillness
with
unconditional
love
Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 10:39 AM UTC
I come at three in the morning
I gaze at your tired, aching body
There were once strong muscles
protecting those you loved
from the cold
from the painful
flow of things
People are beautiful beings
meant
to exist
meant
to go away
Don’t be afraid
It is I who take your breath
when the time stops
I will take all of you
leaving them the body
so they could return it
to the ground
at the beginning
of a new life
I am here
I embrace tenderly
without dogma
without future
with silence
in stillness
with
unconditional
love
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