When Death Seems Just Around The Corner Poem by Andrew Matthews

Breathe when you've just emerged
from a skin tight cavern on a pot holing expedition
and the air would feel so fresh and uninhibiting, invigorating.

One can't remember or even imagine
what it's like for a baby, emerging from it's mothers womb
and crying out for the first time.
And then when someone you love deeply
dies from a terminal illness or something else
and crying outloud, not caring who hears or sees you
at your lowest and most vulnerable,
the intensity is the same, it must be.

And when you yourself are in mid life
dying as we all are,
death seems a half life away
even a life time,
be assured death is just around the corner.