On cheating death

The earth moved
ground quivered
Or so it felt
every moment

lived in mortal dread
next,I will be dead

So what ? Krishna did reason
like the change of season
like the dust on the road
like bark or leaves broad

one must yellow and die
one fine day bid goodbye
there is no drama
this is the dharma

goings
and comings
meetings
and partings

have to be thus
in pain and in pus

for some it lingers
like quivering fingers

that live long after
the body has rebelled
bowed to the master
breath quelled

heartbeat stilled
forever frozen
the figure dolled
the look brazen

eyes still move
hunting succour
and love
damned cur

the powerful mind
wills the body to live
in a terrible bind
the chest will heave