Your death was inspired
By what life could be
Vignettes will run closer
The more that you see
Mantras and song
Were made to affirm
Horticulture tells
Of inevitable return.

To the Other.
The Aether.
The World.
The Worms.

The churches will speak
In medium truths
A savior from debt
Is a creditor too
Mantras and song
Were written for you
Choose what to think
But think it all through.

Our minds are well trained
In patterns of three
Yet life will slip cadence,
With relative ease.
And now it would seem
One song written for me
Like hymns to Pangea
Sunken to sea.

Cover Image
Wheel of Life – Tibetan Buddhist Thangka