The biggest shame in living
Is forgetting I am dying
I hate to say it but I wake up sometimes and forget that I am living
It’s as if I have already died
And I hate to say it but I move through life sometimes
In the trance of the living
It’s as if I am not alive
And every step I take from this place
I take for granted
When I learned you weren’t walking this earth with us
That’s when I felt my feet the loudest
And every breath I take from this place
I take in vein
Of each ancestor that made it so
Of the violet and the tree frog and the freshly fallen snow
And the biggest gift in living
Is remembering I am dying
To feel the ache of the hardwood
To smell the dry dirt to greet the robin
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