Everyday we recycle something
and over the last few years,
this has really caught on,
but we have a long way to go
to catch up with nature
that has been doing this
ever since time began.
Everything that dies
returns to the earth
to feed new life somewhere,
even we do not go to waste
whether we are buried or cremated,
either way we will turn to dust
and once again be immersed
into the soil of life.
15 February 2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem