I greet the things that reached their time
With steady hands and a gentle smile
Every structure had a season
Every rule carried a reason
I thank the roads that brought me here
Even the ones that disappeared
Nothing broken, nothing bad
Just finished stories changing hands
Old systems soften into ground
Future roots are gathering now
I feel Gaia underfoot
Laughing low like she always could
I lay it down with gratitude
Every lesson fully used
What once rushed now learns to rest
Pressure melts into composted gold
Time releases what it held
Wisdom breathes, the soil swells
Saturn loosens rigid lines
Venus hums through redesigned time
Mercury turns waste to wit
Humor heals the nervous system
We dance endings into earth
Every ending feeds rebirth
This is sacred decomposition
Transformation without collision
I witness form dissolve to feed
A richer, kinder ecology
No erasure, no disgrace
Only change in shape and pace
Old governments bow to the ground
Their minerals still circulate
Laws become nutrients now
Power composts into care
What controlled returns as trust
What exhausted learns to pause
Mayan time spirals, tone by tone
Nothing lost, only grown
Lunar cycles guide the fall
Waning weight makes room for all
Hecate smiles at every gate
All departures are first dates
I hear the microbes sing below
Tiny architects of tomorrow
They turn endings into art
Breakdown is a creative act
The future thanks the present grace
That made room for a healthier pace
I compost the old world lovingly
Layer by layer, patiently
From this soil, wonder grows
Strong, resilient, deeply rooted
What emerges carries care
Built from what we dared to spare
