death

 

 

Life and Death, the gift of breath, no longer given.

The ultimate mystery, just as worthy as birth.

Why do we fear death and not birth?

Inevitable freedom in a blink.

Freedom

Death, a comma or period in the process of life.

As irrational as Love and life.

I  imagine a glorious event.

Glorious

In a fluid reality, we learn Tao and Wu Wei, the Way, and yielding.

The way of Love, can require both life and death.

Death is as yielding as birth.

The fruit of God

Fruit

Life requires change, and change requires releasing our grips.

We surrender our will, as the illusions of Control is spelled.

Death becomes a transition.

Yielding to the Mystery

Mystery

 

 

Dancing with God, myself,  Merideth, Faith, Hope and Love. He guides us to service Willowwater poetry 7 May 22

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