I see birds on the electric wire,
they do not die,
Why must I?
Why do I awake before I fall?
Why is the snake willing to attack me in my innocent slumber?
Why do I awake before I slip off the cliff?
What is it with death that I fear?
Oh keeper of my atman,
you teach me to have no fear,
yet your lessons I fail to hear,
you gave me the sword of life, and I thank you.
MAKenny copyright 2013