Between Birth and Death

My love of life is incredible and God made me into a pillar of light. Because I am happy to be free, to roam the quiet folds of reality, to travel the haunted night. I drive a small vehicle down the back roads and dirt roads of a big sky desert. My time is short on earth, but spectacular! When I die, allow the coyotes, buzzards, and varmints to eat my satisfied remains. in the end, I want to give something back to the world of creation that spawned me. How grateful I am to be a part of the grand scheme, from birth to death, in a world of the thriving unknown. Where ghosts lurk behind creaky doors and phantoms float the sandy canyons and the wind truly wails.

3 thoughts on “Between Birth and Death”

  1. Being stuck here in the midwest–I’m envious with your ability to roam, enjoy it while you can. I like your attitude, sounds a lot like something Edward Abbey would have said. Blessings.

  2. I like the idea of “satisfied remains.” It reminds me of what one yoga instructor said. He said to fill and use your entire body so that illness could not creep in.

    Excellent thought. Thanks. z


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