Contentment (Poetry Audio/Text)
The nature of the universe is without evil. It is formed from only two forces, creation and destruction--as sentient mortal beings we must accept both...
I know you don't believe me
when I say
it's okay to die.
Your lips tighten and your eyes get hard
when we speak of letting go,
of love forgotten,
of being remembered in snapshots or,
in a few generations,
not at all.
You are hurt that no one will know
your mother loved you for a loud mouth
and brash way,
or
that your father understood
you hated being alone.
The squirrels that have died beneath your wheels
will forgive you
but the world,
intent on changing her face,
won't realize you've gone.
Let me whisper this...
in a thousand years
the essence of you
will still be here.
Though skin sloughs away
the perfume of being does not fade,
and bones of life reform
to help the Universe expand.
All these tiny molecules
surrender us to Creation
and we become immortal.
'S just one thing worth remembering
when you're immortal--
no worries…
"The perfume of being does not fade" - love this sentence!
I must also say that your voice lends itself well to the narration of the poem; it's inspiring to see that this method is more widespread than I would have imagined here on Substack :)
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