I stay in your heart akin to a fish in water. You, unaware of my presence…but I die, if separated.
After a whole life, after the river of glooms, he lay enlightened, beneath the tree; the worth of childhood smile, at the end, was realised, and he lay down there in dirt, wearing the enlightenment, kissing the earth.
Unknown to his enlightenment, his family cried. He lay still, bearing the child’s smile, too lazy to leave his eternal nap of peace.
Birds and squirrels, his friends from childhood, peered from the boughs above, singing a merry song harmonious to the soul’s content he held within.
Born naked, dirt played, animals befriended; it took him a lifetime to realise that the dirt he now lay on was an eternal truth; the clothes of hippocracy and rationale, he had stripped; and the lost “socially ridiculed” friendship he had accepted again. Lying in dirt with his childhood embraced.
He fell in love, for the first time, with himself.