Dangling from her arm as long as I could
A death spiral to where I began
One last gaze of the brilliant azure
Silently twisting to the frozen earth
A doe and her fawn visited me last night
Looking through the arctic air to heaven’s stars
They felt my life falling away (and)
Thanked me for all that I gave them
I curtsied to them in gratitude
For I am just one in this vast, sacred forest
My significance seemingly so small
(But) twas me, they knew who needed acknowledgment
My smile broadened as I let go
I have done all that I can and know how
Save for one final act of selfless love
In my death, Pachamama’s majestic life is fed.
