Theme: Death


I will let the grass take me, dreaming
I will let my fevered flesh dissolve
into the final surrender.
I will let the darkened earth, mother
me with her tender embrace.
I will become a tree, a plant or a stone.
After all, who really knows.
I will, ever so easily,
just let go...


More By  :  Susan Dailey

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