The end begins the day
Desire for immortality begins to wane
A delicate and fragile moment it is
Sudden disappearance is easy to theorize
But hard to accept
One observes the change
But finds it difficult to accept the change
One doesn’t go instantly
One doesn’t go randomly
One goes in instalments
Slowly one falls apart
It is never a perfect ending.
Denial is impossible, departure is certain
Not certain is the final destination
One comes with fists closed
Ready for aggression and acquisition
When one goes, fist is open
Nothing one can take away
So painful is the final separation
From the yawning emptiness of the pupils
It is so easy to certify a dead
But so difficult to accept the death of a dead
Leaves fall when their season ends
And spring brings new buds on the trees