No one needs to tell us

we are already on our onward way,

no one has to remind us

of our everyday and intimate

embrace with disappearance.

We were born saying goodbye

to what we love,

we were born

in a beautiful reluctance,

not quite ready

to breathe in this new world,

we are here and we are not,

we are present while still not

wanting to admit we have arrived.

David Whyte, Cleave