I’ve just been reminded of this poem, written about a dear friend’s husband who passed away four years ago.
With Thich Nhat Hanh’s passing so much in mind, and only a few days ago this poem seems very appropriate.
This cycle of life
essence of nature.
Why do we resist it?
Why are we fearful?
Celebrate instead
the energy created
from this individual.
Celebrate each drop,
each pulse of energy
drifting out in the universe
as floating embers
from a burning flame
touching hearts and minds
wherever they land.
How far do these pulses travel?
How wide does their influence reach?
This energy of love and peace
of vitality and curiosity
carried on the wind
as floating embers
from a giant burning flame.
© 24 Jan 18
