The Death of a Praying Mantis

The Death of a Praying Mantis

A funny thing happened the other day. My daughter found this large praying mantis. It was 2-3 inches long. Its body was delicate, yet strong looking. She held it in her hand calling me, “Mom, come here and look at this!” We were amazed at its unique beauty. It had a long green stick-like body. It meandered over her arm as she tried to hold it. I ran and got her cellphone so that we could take a picture. “Click,click, click!” I had captured its beauty. My dogs were curious too. My chocolate labrador jumped up and promptly smashed it. Just like that, this beautiful insect was dead. My daughter moaned, “Ahhh, Nelson, you killed it!”. I began to laugh at the irony of the situation. Amazing. The life we live is so random! One moment we can be full of: joy, health and wonder, and the next moment, it’s gone. Or, we’re gone. There was no devil that magically killed the insect. The insect hadn’t sinned. It just was. Then, it just wasn’t.

This just reminded me of the wondrous nature of my life; and, the importance of living each moment in its entirety.

My Bones


My Bones

My Bones don’t represent me.
You may look at my bone structure
And think you know my origins.


My Bones don’t represent me.
You may be able to identify me by
The form of my teeth.


My bones don’t represent me.
You may be able to look at my
Pelvis and discern my gender.


My bones don’t represent me.

It is not my teeth but the gaps within.
It is not the size of my feet but what
Motivates them to move.

The firm white forms don’t reveal
My loves
My fears
My dreams
Or my victories.

Please never pay homage to my bones
When I am gone.
My bones don’t represent me.


The Wave

The thought of death is so final
It is the ending of a singular life
Occurring in the twinkling
Of the universe’s eye
A life that touched so many
A life that changed so many
Yet, I believe
Death is more like the ocean’s waves
The life builds, crests and recedes
Back into the vast ocean
From whence it came
Yet, never really apart from the sea
Existing in yet another form
Only to be reborn