If I Were To Die
If I were to die moving swiftly along trail
I would surly die happy.
If I were to die among the leaves and the trees,
An honorable death it would be.
Blessed with the chorus of the song bird,
Wrapped in the fragrance
Of tiny dancers all pressed in white,
For if I were to die moving swiftly along trail,
I would die with love in my heart.
Upon my death
All dressed in their best
The lady bugs and beetles all pause and take rest.
For the passing of life
Familiar and right
We shall pause and share in the glimmer.
For if I were to die under canopy of life
A moment in time
Shall I be
If I were to die right here upon trail,
With the wind and the leaves and the beautiful things
I would surely die bright eyed
Happy and free
With my tender pure heart placed upon my sleeve.
(Surely I will not be dieing anytime soon…Just inspire along trail this morning!)
