Dying Prayer

In my time of dying
may my heart loose
its bonds
to every entanglement
it has knotted
in this life.

May the winds that move
through every tree and
leaf of grass
take my final breath
upon their whispering gusts
that I may move as they move.

In my time of dying
may I be released
and may all who remain
know me, feel me all the more,
knowing I am not gone.
I am as we all shall be.

I am as we all
were always meant to be.

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