autumn comes in leaves
cleansing cool skies
evening lights darkening clouds
sun slipping down away
night slowly dawns
I cannot stop thinking
death has fooled us
my wife's death
peeling away death's mask
revealing the benevolent Spirit
I think it all a great circle
that being born neglects
dying ignores
beginnings endings
distinctions as any others
roundness without edges
circle of time of cosmos
nothing excluded holding all
mother of all
world without end...
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