What's this war in the heart of nature ?
Why does nature vie with itself?
The land contend with the sea?
Is there an avenging power in nature? Not one power, but two?
l remember my mother when she was dying. Looked all shrunk up and gray.
l asked her if she was afraid. She just shook her head.
I was afraid to touch the death l seen in her.
I heard people talk about immortality, but I ain't seen it.
l wondered how it'd be when l died. What it'd be like to know that this breath now was the last one you was ever gonna draw.
l just hope l can meet it the same way she did. With the same... calm.
Cos that's where it's hidden - the immortality l hadn't seen.