Death and Dying

Death is not the problem

Dying is

Death comes to all of us

More certain than taxes

Even for the rich

From our very first breath

Fresh with the damp of our mother’s womb

We begin to die

What is hard is the slow decline

The faltering

The shrinking down

Of possibilities

The wondering

What more can we do

That we have not yet done?

What will be left for others?

How long can we go on making

Dreams come true?

Breathe deep

And know

Even your bones

Will someday nourish

New life

All will be born again.

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