The Last Bits

I Think of You
08/09/2025
 
I think of you
your heart bigger than all the worlds
your mind infinitely woven in color, movement and the 
refracted light of precious metals
your body falling away from you
spirit widening every moment now like the fan of a peacock goddess's 
luminous tail feathers 
 
And I wonder:
If these were the last bits
and you had perfect magic with which to make it so
What would you choose?
 
Maybe an answer for You in The World
and one for You in Your family
One for You with your lover
but most of all, 
a singular one for You
in the quiet, still cave 
of your own heart
 
A last place and space to feel into the remains of Self-on-Earth
(This is a thing, of course, though not the whole thing, the larger thing we are all becoming/remembering/innately OF. Yet still a thing we get to mourn the loss of; Self-on-Earth.)
 
The Last Bits. . .
 
Where?
How?
With whom?
How many different answers might there be?
 
As I type, I recognize that it is less that I actually want these answers -
Rather, 
It is that I want to know if - and that - 
YOU know them, have them, to treasure for your unbreakable Inner-Whom
 
Maybe not purposed so you can
make them manifest
but so that you might simply have them, even solely in some secret inner sanctuary, for
your bright spirit
for your mind
for your heart
for your moment-by-moment remaining body
 
for
 
Yourself.

What do you
What do you envision for your last years, months, weeks, hours, and moments on Earth?

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