Serene Decomposition

Let the pieces fall Where they may I don't need to hold them Anyway What is left of me Settles slow Back into the places I should go Slowly I return To the ground Nothing here is lost Only found Every part of me Settles down Quietly becoming Something else Let the roots take hold Where I lay Let them take what's left of me Anyway What returns to earth Settles slow Giving back what I once took Long ago Slowly I return To the ground Nothing here is lost Only found Every part of me Settles down Quietly becoming Something else