Since You Died

30 day, since you died,

I don’t miss you as much,

The less I miss, the more I see,

I see the frailty of human lives,

Lives walking a straight line,

Birth, childhood, school, adulthood,

Marriage, children, assets, an occasional wrong turn or many,

The eroding of old age, as dreamy eyes become dim,

And a long wait to prepare for the other side.

The less I miss, the more I see,

Life is not the straight line, it’s a circle without periphery,

Unbound, yet, bound by human frailty.

The Song of the Sufi Masroof