Reincarnation by Ronel van Tonder

How sweet the air is tonight

(Silky caramel melting on your fingertips).

Perfect teal sky

A beautiful rushing breeze

That makes the green trees and bushes

Dance with each other.

Maybe they all know that tonight I will die…

(They’re celebrating!).

Knowing soon I will become incorporated

Into the strata of life again.

Ready to be molded into an intricate Vessel.

Only to die later on,

In the time-honoured tradition.

Dance, tree, dance,

For tomorrow

I will be right by your side….

A lime sapling reaching for the sun,

The gritty soil between my toes.

 Author: Ronel van Tonder

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