Ugh, I love your poetry! And I mean that "ugh" as a content sigh :)
This reads to me like something I would find at the end of a novel, this excerpt, speaking of loss but of how the earth continues providing others and nurturing. I felt a melancholy tone yet also a gentle acceptance that us "being gone" is not a terrifying concept but a cycle. That the Earth will still be cared for. That hopefully, we will find a place of rest after we have taken our final breath.
There's longing and an awareness in this piece, a subtle thought perhaps that we will return to earth peacefully, or that we will be remembered.
Oh thank you so much. It was written as I pack up my mother's home in South Africa, my sister had just left to emigrate to Scotland, taking with her, her daughters and grandchildren. I live in Australia. It feels like we are being thrown to the wind. Trying to stay calm and hold it all together. Some days are easier than others...writing helps though.