The Soul Does Not Know If It's Dying Poem by Mike Finley
The Soul Does Not Know If It's Dying
until very late
until then every day is a day
every step is the way forward
no worries and no regrets
it is only toward the end
that it withdraws so as not
to be a bother, and there may
be a moment of perplexity
why aren't I able to do this
but it is a question asked
as if from afar
because night is coming
then glorious day
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