Back On Earth Poem by Mark Heathcote

Back On Earth



Death calls me like a raincoat
In the sunshine; I meditate
Cool, rain drops touch my cheeks
Death calls me to also serrate.

As the lotus submerges
Me a hummingbird I soar, hover.
Back on Earth - death urges
Follow the lotus and submerge.

Saturday, July 6, 2013
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