Blood, Bone, Plant, Stone
A poem

I am blood.
The rivers of life flow through my body.
The rivers of life flow through my soul.
When this body ends, the river will still run. The river never stops running.
I am bone.
My body is held up by this structure.
My soul is sheltered by it.
When this body ends, the bone will still support. This structure can never be undone.
I am plant.
These green friends are not so different than I.
They feed me, shield me, heal me.
When this body ends, these beings will still be here. They never stop growing.
I am stone.
This body walks upon the stone beneath its feet.
This soul has learned strength from the stone.
When this body ends, the stone will remain. It may crack, but it never truly breaks.
© Yael Wolfe 2019
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