The Great Peace

I am not sick- Just feel like a siphon- The sap of life drains out From every pore of my skin. The soul is said to be the size of a thumb. What is the size of this Life force? Without it, the blood is blackened Yet bodyweight is stupendous! Desires still burn at my heart Like a small flame burns At the bottom of a smoldering log. Oh! How I wish to muster enough strength To walk and walk and walk and walk..... And drop dead somewhere under the stars. But fear stops me...... In this crazy world Some vigilante will call the police And instead of reaching heavens I will end up in a hospital - a place just Next to hell! I love outdoors for what it offers To my bruised mind and tired soul. The azure sky and floating clouds, Chirping of birds and kid's laughter Bring life back to my weak limbs. A stray dog keeps my senses alert, I change the route with eagle's speed! I am not a dog or cat lover! Just love people! I live in plains but to visit occasionally Snow-covered mountains and tranquil lakes, Take a short hikes and watch the valley beneath Is indeed as marvelous as viewing heavens on earth. So if I fall dead somewhere on a snowy road That would be just as beautiful as the final abode! Before I die, may be, just may be..... I will visit again the Pacific shore. Take a walk by the beach or drive on highway 101 Who knows; the vast turquoise sea Of limitless depth and restless waves May invite me to rest in its cold And comforting lap. Transcend me to that auburn horizon Where sun sets peacefully on life- On Pacific - the name sake of Great Peace! 1.6.2020.3.30 AM