Death is always close to life. It is what it is.

When all at once our lives are changed
Futures undone, once pre-arranged
Our together time turns into dust
As dreams fold into neverland
All is lost that once was planned.
We weep – we whimper – we wail, we wonder – why?
There is no answer – nor goodbye
You are gone – and we miss you so…
Why – is not ours to know.

Life is always close to death. Be kinder, think higher.
The only free will we have involves the consequences we can enable or shut down – to choose kindness over cruelty – love over hate – humanity over money.

Our choices animate our path – individually and communally.
Choose kindness – think higher.

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