understanding life and death

my words on writ have been sparse, lately,
for I am now residing in a diminished space of
where time between Sundays and Saturdays,  
from months to years, being seemingly shorter

i am feeling in a space i now reside within that
has captured vacuums of absence and void,
created by the departure of spirits, love ones
leaving onto the destiny of the universal, ‘One’

we feel our hearts being scorned by the inexplicable
coldness of death, the antithesis of Life’s human emotions
those being; the passion for smiles of joy, for the tears of
sadness, in pursuit of the vibrations in the light of Love

this,  I’ve become witness to, not just in my ‘world’ but by
all humans in this mundane, blue-green terrain, where
the value of all ‘life’, flora and fauna and humankind, has
deteriorated of due respect in value and discarded at a whim

we play with ‘Life’ like it’s a toy, reckless and replaceable,
yet understanding nothing of the ‘before’ or the ‘after’ as the
spirit of life enters into an incarnate vessel to its inception,
then, to the untethering of this mundane sojourn, into a
dance with the spirit of the infinite ‘Universe(s)’~