I Died Today (day 464)

I died today in a little heaven
With stained tiles and purple partridge
The butterflies that rested easily
swept into my gaze assuredly

The music that wafted up at me here
Claimed part of the breath that I expelled
The vine with its grapes heavy overhead
Planned ahead for another day

The tea’s aroma that filled up my lungs
Calmed all my passive thoughts evermore
And with their gentle nuzzling betrayed
I closed my eyes so peacefully done

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