Tables
Live mushrooms feeding on dead humans. New assemblage?
Where does life end and Death--
Where does Death--
and life--?
Death is always around, at the cellular level, microbial, astronomical
Some of those lumps of cells that crawled out of the water to birth our present world didn't make it. (Sometimes, I envy them.)
What if Death is just becoming one with nature again,
de-estranged, re-naturalized
Even when I study life and its functionalities--birth, midwifery, preservation, development, medical and spiritual care--Death is always there to take Her due.
We eat of Death's bounty and She allows it because one day we too will be on her table of offerings, to breath life into something somewhere else.
Where are you? Are you grass beneath my feet, the roots and twigs,
the food I eat?