Concentric patterns lose their shape
Eroding while the cells divide
spirits steadfast beckoning
Those who linger at the edge

And in waves we are reclaimed

And When this vessel fails
I hope that nature is revealed
Freed from the animal
Freedom from this cell

Like Rivers flowing into streams 
The Energy returns to source
The ghosts of friends and loved ones lost
Released from shackles of their flesh  

And in waves we are reclaimed

And When this vessel fails
I hope that nature is  revealed
Freed from the animal
Freedom from this cell

And when this vessel fails

(C) 2019 A Bird Shaped Nebula

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