POETRY

Ecopoem

Prerequiem

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Note: Below the poem is an audio clip of the author reading the poem.

My molecules are not my own.
My atoms are but out on loan.
What you see of me is a shell
that carries me now while I dwell
where God made my spirit from naught.
My body is part, as I’ve taught,
of a cycle designed to feed
each part with its dependent need.
I’ll give that body back to Earth,
my spirit to a greater Worth,
and to you I’ll leave all that’s left.
If, after that, you feel bereft,
perhaps you’ll read my poetry.

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Copyright ©2018, Paul H. Harder II
This poem is licensed under a Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 4.0 License.