A bad day to die
Sometimes you think
that you could just as well
kick the bucket today.
You feel you've lived your life.
It's fulfilled.
But is it ever??
When you arrive at
that last turning point,
and we all will sooner or later
can you really give it all up?
You may discover
that you want
just one more day
one more hour
one more minute
to taste, to smell,
to feel, to perceive,
in this wondrous life-matrix
that holds us ever so tenderly
in Its Single Breath...
One of Its Breaths
in a myriad of Eternities
Every day
is a bad day to die.
You haven't cleaned up yet.
You haven't found the right knack yet
to get it all together
somehow.
You discover that you want
just a little more.
Just a little bit more.
You discover
that you Love.
Poetry by Mirage
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Written on 2006-06-17 at 09:24
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