When I leave
sell all my things.
take whatever you want
or give them away
to those in need.
when I leave,
tell my job that I
found my true calling.
and punching a clock
will never quench
what I thirst for.
when it’s time
for me to be on my way,
may all my family know,
that even if I can’t be there,
I am even more closer than
I am far away.
When I have come to the end
of this long goodbye,
toss my body into the fire.
Let the river drown the ashes
of this cumbrous costume
until my reality
rises up in relief.
When this cosmic expression
is but a kiss in the wind,
and it appears that I have left
this world.
You will find me in all
the many that I love
for in that Love is
the only space
that is real.
~ Salvatore Vionito
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