I think I’m becoming less afraid of death

Not because I understand it

I don’t

I probably never will

But I take pride

In my imagination

How far it can stretch

How wide it can wander

How long it stays

Where no one else

is willing to stay

And yet…

I treated death like a wall

As if my imagination

Wild as it is

Suddenly wasn’t enough

To hold a mystery that big

How small it must be

If I only believe what I see

Only trust 

What I can prove

The endless possibilities…

I’m not saying I understand it

I’m saying

I no longer need to