We are all just vessels
Words
that I fear
must be spoken aloud,
written down for all to see.
I am old
I will die
All of us will die
someday
unexpectedly.
The time will come for all of us to sleep forever.
And we mustn’t fight this change
as we fight other changes
like divorce or layoffs or restorations.
We must accept this reality
as we accept a new Starbucks tea latte
or a new Netflix film
in a nonchalant manner
as we toss out a tea bag.
We’re all going to leave this reality.
It’s inevitable.
It’s black and white like a chess set.
It’s red as blood, green as grass, blue as the sky.
We’re all going to die
But it is not the end, it’s just the
beginning of another journey
in a different place to go to
where change is change
and death is only part of the journey there.
© 2018 Catherine Woods
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