Living among the dead

Don't seek him here
  not in the dead dry pieces
Let those fly, float
  let go and blow them away
Death has no place 
  among the living spaces
Sometimes it is in recognizing
  those dead dry places
Where we like to cling
  it was so good when...
It is gone, no more
  visioning it does not 
Bring it back to life
  only stirs the dry leaves
Swirling back to ground
  where they should rot
Becoming the soil 
  for new planting
Let go of back when
  what ifs from another time
Life is ahead
  look for it


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