Why such fascination with horror movies,
Walking dead, zombies and all the like?
Could it echo our own terror of how boxed in we are,
Suffocating within ego-mind's narrow confines?
Somewhere there's a desire to die to a life only partially lived,
A desire that stems from beyond self, a yearning to awaken.
But all this talk of death and dying becomes a moot point,
As awakening's presence urges us on to life's greater fullness, no matter what.