“but space is boundless and time is timeless.”
From the Buddhist book, “Death, Joy, and Rebirth”
there
are four times
in your life
that mattered to you
at the end
past, present, future
and timeless time
everybody’s waiting
on someone
on something
it’s just how you
spend your time
waiting around
I think that’s what you
were trying to say
but couldn’t find the words
that was going to be
your last poem
death
creeping on slow and lulling
like a whisper
of breath
when no one’s
watching
weaving
and unraveling
we reign,
were not
scattered showers
I don’t know
if you really
believed in me
but now I’m changing, too
people aren’t afraid of dying
what scares
the holy crap out of them
is living
don’t cry because it’s over,
smile because it happened~Sarah Mahina Calvello~