Talking about death is hard, and it's a life goal to be okay with it by the time I die. I know that I'm not the only one who has to spend the occasional late night confronting existential anxiety. Up until recently my only tool to deal has been distraction. This is something new. Tonight I'm alone but not lonely with my ruminations, but woof. Let's share a hug and an adventure soon, okay? . If it all ends in the summertime I should like to lay under a massive tree. I will be surrounded by love and music, And slip away, My final moments spent in warmth. My favorite. If it all ends in the fall I should like to see Orion one last time. I will be surrounded by smells and festivity, And travel through the veil, My final moments growing shorter, Like the days. If it all ends in the winter I should like the mountains to take me. I will be surrounded by shadows and myths, And face the whipping, inevitable cold, My final moments a reflection on all the springs I saw. Perfect poetry. If it all ends in the spring, I should count myself lucky. I will be surrounded by flowers and rabbits, And I will rest easy, My final moments spent in light, Remembering. Passing. Cycling. On to life anew. . #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #poet #poetry #writersofig#writersofinstagram #writing #death #seasons #summer #spring #winter #fall
