Coping With Death of a Loved One
The earth form born, will one day die
Why then do we, in deep grief sigh
Ephemeral not eternal
What makes us then delusional
Moment to moment in stillness
We recognise true being-ness
Yet mired in attachments, we grieve
How may we, threads of clear truth weave
(syllabic rhyme)
21-January-2021
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