Deepening the Wonder

This week's topic was on The Heavenly Messengers:  Sickness, Old Age and Death.  When we are touched by them, our lives take new shape.
Below is poem from Hafiz.  Below that, the image of a decaying yearling deer I came across on one of my river walks recently.
I find the the image of form dissolving back to the elements both horrific and wonderous.

Deepening The Wonder

Death is a favor to us,

But our scales have lost their balance.

The impermanence of the body

Should give us great clarity, Deepening the wonder in our senses and eyes

Of this mysterious existence we share

And are surely just traveling through.

If I were in the Tavern tonight, Hafiz would call for drinks

And as the Master poured, I would be reminded

That all I know of life and myself is that

We are just a midair flight of golden wine Between His Pitcher and His Cup.

If I were in the Tavern tonight,

I would buy freely for everyone in this world

Because our marriage with the Cruel Beauty

Of time and space cannot endure very long.

Death is a favor to us,

But our minds have lost their balance.

The miraculous existence and impermanence of

Form

Always makes the illumined ones

Laugh and sing.

Emptiness and Form

Form and Emptiness