Smiling At Death
One by one we saw close ones die
But ours was not to question why
We sank each time but rose again
Holding strong and quelling hearts sigh
Bound to form and attachment chain
Suffering deepened sense of pain
It was all delusion of course
For in each life, must fall some rain
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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