The thin red line

What's this war in the heart of nature ?

Why does nature vie with itself?.

The land contend with the sea?

ls 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.

l 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.