HEART OF DIRT

For some reason this has me thinking about how my remains
can be a part of a new planted Tree.

Love Your thinking, here, as well.

Thanks, earth-empath (your parenthetical name makes a ton of sense here)

Hmm, I think in the end we're all just dirt, waiting for worms....

The older I get, the more I see that as beautiful rather than dark.

Agreed

Might as well make a claim to usefulness after we're gone - composting is the great leveller.

Oh, we will be useful somehow some way whether we like it or not!

morbidly interesting

Thank you.