Decaying Gracefully

She was full. 

From life

from wind

from heat

from earth and sun. 

The grass caressed and laced together the spaces in-between. 

She released it all 

From skin

From nails

From hair

From breath and thoughts

The spores opened and pushed upwards to the spaces around

She was empty

From organs

From bones

From muscles

From heart and head

The tubes and toadstools grew and ate the spaces up

She was filled

Filled with satisfaction 

Filled with purpose

Filled with death that gave life

The grass and toadstools thanked her