While There Is Warmth Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI
While There Is Warmth
Stay.
While life is here,
stay with it.
Touch it gently.
Answer when it calls.
When it leaves,
let there be quiet -
no performance,
no borrowed signs.
Care belongs to the moment
that can still feel it,
to the warmth
that has not gone.
Death comes
as part of the breathing world.
The earth knows
how to receive.
What was not given then
cannot be given later.
Let the remembering
be kind.
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