the world is quiet
and light shines on me
and I feel,
as if I am dissipating, dissolving,
taking up less space than only just a moment ago,
with parts of me gently drifting,
away… as if dissolving into the breeze.
If I should disappear,
Finding myself spread to the four winds
Will you remember me?
Thanks Peter – same here Brother
If you really were drifting away, there would be no space for making these comments, but since there is no limit on this space what is really happenning is that you are growing in size and possibly in the extent of your imagination. “To be and not to be, this is the answer!