Sweet Embrace
I woke up this morning thinking,
"Today, I'm going to work and play in the garden of the Universe."
Nothing is mine I realized!
This house I live in is made of wood that came from trees that grew from the soil of this planet.
These people that I love will one day return to the arms of the Universe.
These legs that carry me from my bed to my kitchen to all the places that I visit will one day forever cease their movement.
Nothing belongs to me!
So I shall cherish each place, each person, each step, each breath,
I shall welcome all with appreciation and respect,
until that day when I, too, fold into the sweet embrace of the Universe.
Stephen Gospage
Sat 22nd Mar 2025 09:09
A lovely, profound, intelligent poem, Hélène. It oozes humility and kindness. Thank you.