Awakened
by a Crow
Cawing in the morning light
I sit up
wresting myself from sleep
so as to hear their message
What is foretold
on this bright day becoming
Light
upon a smattering of leaves at the edges
my first sight greeting me from the window
Crickets
herald the rest of the vibrant eulogy
and Cicadas and Katydids soon follow
for they know in death there is life
All going round
All what is
IS
And with that
I take my first step into the day
one step closer to death
and in that embrace
even more alive than before
With All
I AM.
