In youth we ask the questions
We ask and wait with healthful
Body and mind and spirit
In later life we still ask the questions
With stiff joints and fuzzy thinking
But with a more mature spirit
Soaring towards that day
When we are disintegrating
Piles of food for starving animals
And we don't care to ask any more
--inspired by hearing about a man who left his body to wild animals, wanting to show his love for them by giving his dead body to them...
Wow, this is super touching and great to me Lynn. I've been thinking about cremation myself. I have a little Indian in me. the idea of burial doesn't move me that much. G
I think they may have chewed on the man's best intentions for a while...
do you think the wild animals understood this gesture of "love?"