life is a knock death is a doorstep though more like a coin both sides of the same why do some wish for it? life without death an endless experience the wanting is inherently ungrateful sometimes... life wishes for more life and fears death as change to walk through the door is to listen in silence -- after a symphony it’s a necessary silence the space between sounds savor the music while it lasts a wonder now in short supply hear the knocks on the door rise like the waves of the ocean surface and play the dance in wakefulness swing and jump but leave the door ajar any moment now is a time to stop its permeable like a veil wear it for the intended occasion but listen when the sound retracts return to the depths of dreams in a mystery of music alternating mind closely and silence breeds a smile retreat to the core of sounding silence where the sea floor hums its tune in peace