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Some more food for thought – from my intuition years ago – with a few of my sketches. Keep exploring YOU
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June 5th, 2012
Death of a Body
When I die, lay me down beneath a young nourished tree
Where the sun plays peek-a-boo from behind the branches
If I die, lay me down where nature plays
Where the sun dances, prances, with the trees; creating moving shapes of shadow upon my bare skin
Lay me down in the state nature gave me to live in this world
Do not throw dirt upon me
Do not throw a satin sheet upon me, or lay me upon one
But please do not pluck the wildflowers and lay them beside me, keep them in the ground where they belong
Lay me only against the bare earth where the insects and small critters stay
Let them have their way with me, for that is nature’s way
let my flesh rot, let my bones turn to dust, and then let the wind carry the dust, that once was a body my soul possessed, away into oblivion
And then I will be home
Great Mother Earth, if kind, treat her with care
long after I am gone, praying hands lead the way
