If death is natures answer to all things
then why don't I recognize it?
Life spins away with time
moving through an invisible shadow.
My skin has shrunk inside my body.
Memories of my father's memorial grave
have buried my heart.
When I think about the meaning behind human desire
I consider those who place importance on wealth.
To me it seems as though it is likened to a fog
which is capable of encasing the human mind.
I shall not go about in haste.
I will cherish that what is in all beings.
Clear light shines when I am selfless.
My heart is free.
I am going home again.