Hiking along the well-worn path
always looking down ahead of me,
I spy some bones laid out neatly.
They’re tiny and delicate,
perfect in form of the animal
that once had enclosed them.
How had he died, what fate
had he faced that ended his
life upon that trail?
He wasn’t eaten, his bones
were intact, as if he had
quietly taken a nap and
drifted gently from this plane.
His remains weren’t scattered,
they rested whole and entire.
A tiny skull, rib cage and legs
all bleached white
from the sun’s blinding glare.
My mind wonders about this
tiny creature, had he a family
that missed his return?
Were young ones relying
on him for food that day
when he didn’t come back
from his foraging?
This was a being as valued
as me–with a soul and a purpose
filled with life and energy.
I wonder these things as I see
animals that have passed–all
life is precious, no one’s more,
no one’s less.
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Jamie Dedes, all rights reserved
/ November 24, 2010May all sentient beings have peace, and may you and yours have a lovely Thanksgiving Day with much to be grateful for.
Thank you for this. You made my day. This poem is perfect, Gayle, in form and in sentiment.
Hugs for the holiday,
Jamie
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Bodhirose
/ November 24, 2010May all beings feel safe.
May all beings feel loved.
May all beings have peace.
May Jamie have a wonderful Thanksgiving filled with gratitude and love.
I’m so glad you liked this–I am filled with thanks for your kindness…
Love and hugs,
Gayle
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trisha
/ November 25, 2010happy thanksgiving!
a very beautiful and touching poem. you have a very soft and dreamy way of looking at life.
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Bodhirose
/ November 26, 2010Thanks for the Thanksgiving greeting, Trisha. Just got home tonight and are catching up.
I’m glad you liked this musing about a little beings bones I found one day. Thank you.
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trisha
/ November 29, 2010you wrote it so very tenderly and beautifully that it touched heart and made my heart thinking a bit too, whose bone it was.
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trisha
/ November 29, 2010you wrote it very beautifully and tenderly.
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Bodhirose
/ November 29, 2010I’m happy it touched your heart like it did mine, Trisha. Thanks so much for your nice comment.
Lots of love…
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trisha
/ December 2, 2010our hearts are very similar. 🙂
I am feeling quite lazy these days.
have a lot of blogs to visit 😦
and the writing bug is chewing me up.
i have written two quite big stories and have written quite a lot of kingmaker too. 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 2, 2010I could sense that you were writing. Something told me that you have been very busy with that. It’s hard to be busy with our own writing and visit other blogs too. But it’s so important that we do–people are relying on us, aren’t they. 🙂
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trisha
/ December 3, 2010you guys have become a part of my life, i cant imagine a day without visiting you. its just like saying a friend hello once a day.
i feel restless if i miss you for one day.
writing really is an obsession, and when i start writing i just go on, thats why i keep my daily quota of blogs very small.
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Bodhirose
/ December 3, 2010I feel the same way. I get too curious as to what’s going on with everyone if I miss a day visiting.
But I’m sure people will understand if you need a break now and then–but you will be missed!
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trisha
/ December 4, 2010i bunk often, but just like real life friends when i am not online even then i keep thinking of you and praying to God to keep you all well.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2010I know you do–so do I.
Lots of love…
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trisha
/ December 6, 2010thanks.
god bless you and all our friends.
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Bodhirose
/ December 6, 2010God bless you, Trisha, you are a real treasure.
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trisha
/ December 7, 2010to me you all are so. i wont trade your company for the whole world 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 7, 2010I don’t think you’ll have to trade any of us.
Lots of love always…
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trisha
/ December 8, 2010yes. fortunately not. 🙂
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Jingle
/ November 28, 2010Glad that you took notice of the bones and give them a highlight..
lovely writing,
thanks for sharing with potluck.
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Bodhirose
/ November 28, 2010They were beautifully precious bones–thank you, Jingle.
xoxo
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Kellie Elmore
/ November 28, 2010what a sweet sentiment. soft and thought provoking. lovely penning.
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Bodhirose
/ November 29, 2010Thanks so much for your kind comment. I really appreciate it, Kellie. xoxo
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Fyodor Lewis
/ November 28, 2010All life is worth valuing. It is important to remember. You paint an image and then draw us into your thoughts.
Good job.
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Bodhirose
/ November 28, 2010Thank you for your generous comment, Fyodor. I think it’s important to remember too.
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Shashi
/ November 29, 2010Dear Gayle
I enjoyed this verse… its very beautifully written.. thanks for sharing..
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com
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Bodhirose
/ November 29, 2010So happy you enjoyed this, Shashi. I enjoy sharing.
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fiveloaf
/ November 29, 2010inspiring..
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Bodhirose
/ November 29, 2010I’m happy you think so. Thanks so much.
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Reflections
/ November 29, 2010Thank you for drawing us into the scene, then taking us through a tender filled imagescape, feeling what might have been.
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Bodhirose
/ November 29, 2010It was my pleasure to share this experience that touched me. Thank you for your comment today.
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lynnaima
/ November 30, 2010touching, sweet, nice…thanks for sharing
http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2010/11/29/my-love-for-you/
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Bodhirose
/ November 30, 2010Thanks so much for your sweet comment, Lynnaima. Now let me visit you…
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WordsWorthMillions
/ December 1, 2010Contemplative. Nice poem. We wrote on a similar level.
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Bodhirose
/ December 1, 2010I couldn’t help wondering…
I already read yours this morning–it’s a similar type of musing–good imagination about that smashed pumpkin.
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deadpoet88
/ December 1, 2010So truly said! No life is greater than another, life itself is great! Must’ve been sad to see the remains, I know I always feel sad at the thought of a dead soul. Beautiful poem!
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Bodhirose
/ December 1, 2010I believe that is true–no life is greater or less than another. Thank you kindly for your lovely comment.
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Mase Da Rula
/ December 1, 2010I am in agreement with everyone else who commented.. what a lovely read….. your pen painted a wondrous picture of beautiful sadness… skills to pay the bills for sure…
.Mase Da Rula.
The Ruler’s Kingdom
http://dieselfromthad.wordpress.com
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Bodhirose
/ December 1, 2010Well I think your comment just made my day! ” …skills to pay the bills…” I wish!
I so appreciate your generous comment. Thank you.
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Jingle
/ December 1, 2010Thanks for contributing to poets rally.
have fun visiting…
the imagery and construction are skillful.
😉
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Bodhirose
/ December 1, 2010I love contributing and enjoying the rally–thanks, Jingle!
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Emmanuel Ibok
/ December 1, 2010This is so sad and thought provoking…and true, all life is precious, no one is more or less.
Cheers!
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Bodhirose
/ December 1, 2010Thanks for your sensitive comment, Emmanuel–I appreciate that. xoxo
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Tweety
/ December 2, 2010That was so sad….but beautiful nevertheless…
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Bodhirose
/ December 2, 2010Thanks so much, Tweety, for your heartfelt comment.
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RiikaInfinityy 마왕
/ December 2, 2010Great words, equality is what we seek!=D
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Bodhirose
/ December 2, 2010Thanks, Riika–yes equality for ALL! 🙂
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hoiden
/ December 2, 2010a great poem with wonderful sentiment:)
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Bodhirose
/ December 2, 2010So appreciate that comment, Hoiden–thank you.
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Tootsie
/ December 2, 2010I think about this all the time!! Great poem.
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Bodhirose
/ December 2, 2010I can’t help myself–I’m glad there’s someone else out there that thinks these things. Thanks so much for your visit and kind comment.
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Tootsie
/ December 2, 2010🙂 I will continue to visit haha
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Bodhirose
/ December 2, 2010Thanks, Tootsie!
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Carl
/ December 2, 2010There is a power that seems to come from the timelessness. Death was only an end to the body, but there is a legacy that you brought forth quite well. I enjoyed it.
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Bodhirose
/ December 3, 2010Absolutely right–I agree. Death only ends the body not the legacy or the soul. Thanks for your comment, Carl.
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Alethea
/ December 3, 2010Such lovely thoughts…I agree every life is precious!!
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Bodhirose
/ December 3, 2010Thanks so much, Alethea–I appreciate your sensitive comment.
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Sumit Sarkar
/ December 3, 2010Wonderful…
deep sentiments 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 3, 2010Thanks Sumit–so much. 🙂
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alakaline
/ December 3, 2010Very touching and poignant..
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Bodhirose
/ December 3, 2010I appreciate your visit and comment, Alakaline!
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thoughtsnotlost
/ December 3, 2010You paint impressive images with words, enjoyed reading!
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Bodhirose
/ December 3, 2010I’m so glad you enjoyed this–ThoughtsNotLost–I appreciate your flattering comment!
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ashbeezone
/ December 3, 2010Very beautiful imagination..
Take a look on my poetry..
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Bodhirose
/ December 3, 2010Thanks for your visit and comment, Ashbeezone. Now let me go read yours…
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Dr Madan Goyal
/ December 4, 2010Being sentimental for all beings is really great.
I wonder whether to worry about whale or the animals it eats daily.
Well focussed issue.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2010Thank you for your visit and thoughtful comment, Madan–I appreciate it. We can’t let ourselves get bogged down in too much worry over who’s eating who though–after all everyone has to eat and someone/something has to be eaten! 🙂
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dasuntoucha
/ December 4, 2010Touching poetic storytelling…felt.
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Bodhirose
/ December 4, 2010Thanks so much, Dasuntoucha–really appreciate your comment.
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cloakedmonk
/ December 7, 2010Very touching. Yes, all life (matter?) has value, no more, no less. Thank you for the reminder. The gift comes in negotiating the tension between competing values. Very difficult and rewarding.
P.S. My daughter has a sign on her door that says “all rocks go to heaven.”
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Bodhirose
/ December 7, 2010Thanks so much for your visit and thoughtful comment, Cloakedmonk. Yes, I believe all matter has value–every “thing” and I agree–there is a competition to gauge the amount of worth of each.
I absolutely love your daughter’s sense of propriety! I think they go to heaven too… 🙂
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Kim Pugliano
/ December 7, 2010Very sweet! Loved it!
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Bodhirose
/ December 7, 2010Thanks so much, Kim, I appreciate your kind comment.
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