If I were told, It is terminal,
time is short, get your affairs
in order.....
the only affairs I would get
in order would be the purchase
of a one-way ticket to the lush
land of the Spirit Bear who visits
my dreams and loves me well, and
a lightweight pack with provisions:
some smoked salmon and bread
for my final meal, and
many fish to unwrap and place
on the mossy earth with baby ferns
and ancient trees nearby. I would
lay down there and call to Them,
If you want these treats you'll have
to come through me. Please.
Written for OpenLinkNight, week 129, at dVerse Poets Pub, where Grace penned an inspiring prompt.
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