A death well done
To know that there is no knowing
that love is all there is of you
Everything else—the fear, the chill, the ache—
evaporates
Like rain droplets warmed by the sun
When the body falls away
Like shedding petals
What is left
Is the bud
The core of
The flower
Death is at once a step forward and a step back
A becoming, again
The seed
Of a wink and a warm smile
Soft, open hands
A full belly laugh
Receding into—
Becoming, again—
a particle of light
Ever in the atmosphere
Ready, always
To bloom
A life well done
To have been loved by anything
that is worth knowing
To greet all that is
with an open mind
And all who is
with an open heart
To use the body as a solid place for one to lean
And a soft place for one to fall
Is to have done everything that is worth doing
And is a life, well done
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Apprentice Editor: Kimby Maxson/ Editor: Emily Bartran
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