Searching for a place to die
In my nine lives as a cat
I searched for a place
Where no sleeping dogs lie
I searched for a place so I could die
In my sorrow as a dog
(For I always feared a dog’s death)
I searched heaven and earth for mercy
And got none instead
When I was that beautiful leaf
My beauty lasted but for a day
For then I wilted and died
And the breeze blew me away
As a man in places so far and away
I went to the northern skies
And countries that have no dawning day
I went to mountains high and mighty
And to rivers and oceans deep
Just to find some place
Where I could find that eternal sleep
Death never came
Stubborn as she is
She remained unseen
And immensely missed
I came back home
And then she came
Perched on a stone
He picked it up and let it fly
He was my own son
I laughed with a sardonic smile
As to why when I couldn’t die
Where men can’t live
Why such a sad death given was I?