|Entry for this week's 100 Word Stories Challenge. The prompt was "Border.|
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We transit countless borders
on the path between birth and death:
a severed cord; a breath of air;
a piercing cry; a mother's breast;
a leaning stand; a stumbling step;
a spoken word; the alphabet;
a sweetest kiss; a cap and gown;
a broken heart; a wedding vow;
a newborn child; a parent's grave;
an empty nest; a spouse estranged;
a hospice bed; the end of pain.
Waves from an endless ocean
Emerging from its infinite depths,
Rising towards the sky
Falling back to sea.
Form is emptiness.
Emptiness is form.
Such are we.
Gate Gate Paragate Parasamgate Bodhi Svaha!