Death laughed

(Life was looking out the window at the sunrise.)
I was sitting in my room, worrying.
Death came in and sat next to me.
I moved away.

(Life walked out and spoke to the neighbor.)
Death scooted closer.
I started to sweat, tried not to stare at him.
He laughed.

“What’s so funny?” I asked, by mistake.
“We are,” he said. “Both of us.
Don’t take us so seriously.”
“What, then?” I asked.

He looked out the window.
(Life squatted in the garden looking at a bug.)
He didn’t say a word, just got quiet
and watched.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light

April 20, 2020

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