Vanishing. Poem, 2020

Here is a question we all must ask,
Oh, how did this happen to me?
For this aged weary body
Was once so young and free.

Life is so precious and
It is over so fast
So find your true mind,
This chance won’t last.

Rest in the unchanging
Let thoughts pass away
All forms are impermanent
You can’t make them stay

Now is the only moment
To find the door to now
It’s hidden by why, what and who
Yet opens easily with how.