Dash Black


As I Get Closer


As I get closer
And closer
To another completion of one cycle
As I get closer to where I came from
As my heart leaps and seals the end of my human form
As I return to dust, to air, to water,
As I decay
The dust will fly with the whirlwind
The water will fill the rivers, lakes and oceans
The in air the atmosphere where I first met it will return
Farewell thee earth but not for good
Do I not see you from above in the air?
Do I not see you beneath in the river?
Do I not see you from the dust in the whirlwinds?
Am I not with you in ONENESS?
As I get closer to completion of my human form
I realize I have made a complete turn around.
Like the first voyagers I am back where I started.
As the millions before me
As the millions after me
I finally turn to another life cycle and last for eternity!

Submitted: Monday, February 27, 2012

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  • Pheko Motaung (3/2/2012 1:07:00 PM)

    This majestic powerful evocative mesmerizing fabulous poem made me cry and cry and cry! So thank you made me cry the tears of joy and appreciation. (Report) Reply

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