Enlightenment for a wave is the moment
the wave realizes that it is water.
At that moment, all fear of death disappears. ~ Thich Nhat Hanh
In that small elm tree out front
still beats the original ancestral tree’s
A giving tree
for countless generations.
In me beats the heart of both parents,
each cell has dna back
to the beginning-less beginning.
Parents and ancestors
are worthy of remembering
what they did, what they hoped
how they succeeded and failed,
and how they continue on
in what I think, say and do.
Decorating town with reminders
of the dead and gone is a valuable expression.
Physically dead and gone, perhaps,
in their human form
but their actions, or karma, lives on.
Just look around and see
their legacies left behind,
legacies living on into the future.
I’d like to think I’ve learned
how to experience beauty and love
while gaining insight on reducing suffering
for myself, others and the world.
Despite good intentions and some diligence,
I’m not so sure about the insight
and to that I express some regret.
On this eve of my mother’s imminent passing
I’ll go and sing gentle lullabies of love
to help her sleep peacefully
for the ages,
body returning to the earth,
reuniting with parents, ancestors
and the original giving tree.
She did her best
with the conditions presented her.
Living on in so many ways,
& my doing my best to be
a beautiful continuation.