Dharma Wheel

I died
on that day
next to her
as she lay dying

the gift of life
slipping away
from more than one

I left me
by the bedside

deathbed for two



moving
from one
to the next

deathbeds

twins

briefly
in the cycle



now
only one remains
but not the same

deadness
beside the berth
sorrowfully slumped

again
the dead
next to the dying

there is life
slipping away
from only one

tending
the unmending

sitting with life
repose for death

watching
waiting

wanting
a twofold parting

ragged
is the living dead



after all
the death

I had life
but
I wasn't alive

this is really deep. Thank you for sharing.


D. Ogyen