Awareness descended
on me as it ruthlessly
cut off my head
and split me open
exposing everything,
then left me dead in
its open field, where
I’m now fertilizer
for everything green or
golden or blooming, and
ready for whatever
new thing nature will
make of what was me.
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Author:
Vipassana (
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Comments1
What an interesting vision it would be to see our part in the cycle of life and how we are redistributed after death. Well written
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