A swift blink and I stand, an old man, behind a podium.
How fast do life's curtains fall!
The moon now a grain of salt in the bland universe,
As I feast with my guardians in the cosmos
Thanking them for their protection.
Still a memory beseeched me:
Of the trees which grow out of the dirt
From which I was once formed.
Gender-less, yet fruitful as they sway
Obeying the commandment of universal balance:
I am a part of you, as you are a part of me.
Then the earth recalls its borrowed flesh.
The ground welcomes my coffin:
A wooden table for parasites to feast upon
Releasing my once trapped spirit.
Still I am a part of you, as you are a part of me.
To eternity I travel forward
Leaving positive prints through realms and dimensions.
Traces of my presences chipped in memories,
Float like kites across the burning blue sky.
Show me where the ashes of time are piled
And I'll show you the green mountains
Where our shells shrink to wrinkled coats
And are worn by our wisdom.