i’ve thought a lot about death of late
how life and lives are so finite
how it’s best to leave dead things dead
a focus on living seems only right

oh we can try to resuscitate them
if there’s even a shred of life left
but i’d rather leave dead things dead
and focus on living, leave grieving bereft

what else in our lives is at a last resort?
what do i behold just this one time?
i cherish each for i know time is short
karma’s glacial pace sublime

i let it go, sanctifying the space
knowing something better will take its place
perhaps i can really let dead things be
savoring each sweet memory

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