Fleshy leaves carpet earth's surface
buttery chutes reach up to meet the sun.
The flower blossoming signals life renewed
the earth and worm remain.
Human life is transitory
yet all flesh is grass.
Souls entering the cosmos
atoms splitting atoms.
Particles melting the Milky Way.
spiritual memory charging and recharging.
Life ends life begins.
ashley Sch
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-flesh-is-grass/
