Wednesday, August 15, 2007

The Mortality Of Life

Life meanders like the flowing river,

We meander with it.

Life opens like the new, tender bud,

We open with it.

Life bends, like the canyon- road,

We bend with it.

Life grows like the little baby,

We grow with it.

Life slides like a skidding vehicle,

We slide with it.

Life sings like the nomadic bard,

We sing with it.

Life blinks like the sleeping child,

We blink with it.

Life sprouts like the Fushia,

We sprout with it.

Life blooms like the Nasturtiums,

We bloom with it.

Life fruits like the Apricot,

We fruit with it.

Life falls like the fruit,

We fall with it.

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