The dying regrets are full of wisdom;

Love lessons wake up in martyrdom.

The slow meltdown, adrenalin erupts;

Sudden death, time corrupts and disrupts.

In their last hours, dying is wiser than living;

Learn how to die, watch what desires bring.

Death gives life meaning, an art to live well;

Surrender, give and let go to ease holding spell.

Song stays unsung, if waiting ritual unchanged;

Serenade your lyric, delay gets music estranged.


NB A friend inserted Steve Job’s LAST WORDS. I was inspired after reading it.



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