“when i meet death”
when i meet death
will i be trusting?
will i be curious
when the veil is drawn aside
and meet death
with the heart of a child?
can i approach my death
as a wonder held tenderly in the heart?
have i prepared myself?
time will tell
if i will cling and fight
or let go peacefully
for now let me practice making peace,
deepening the wonder, tending the garden of trust
