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Everything Takes A Last Breath
We are all granted this one promise- nothing lasts forever.
I feel heaviness set in. I want to escape
I turn towards nature and feel the earth’s embrace
I wouldn’t change a thing. My life is filled
with darkness and light. My words set me free
I will continue to fight. I observe my life
in vibrant colors and welcome death
everything eventually takes its last breath
Walt Whitman said all truths wait in things.
They neither hasten their own delivery nor resist it.
My truth lies within my words.
Deep thoughts as I watch my heart bleed out what no one can take from me. For a second, I doubt myself, but my words remind me the result for all of us is the same- death.
Holding on makes the world, and life, feel that much safer. But the longer we hold on, the more we experience death in all forms. We are not our bodies. Our bodies are separate from the truth of who we are. Everything we own and touch is only here for a short time. We are all granted this one promise; our last breath will eventually come one day.
Alan Watts, a famous British philosopher, and writer said most of us talk to ourselves all day long, never to face reality. That is to say, most of what we experience in life is a reflection of what we see and believe to be true about…
