Do Not The Poem by Eric Cockrell

Do Not The

Rating: 3.5


do not the leaves love the tree
even as they fall...
and moths love the flame
into which they die?
and shadows in the night
love the stillness,
as they lay down to meet the dawn?
so love then is a series of deaths,
and each funeral has a face...
it is in the stillness when breath is taken,
that we learn to touch
with the eyes of body and soul!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ellias Anderson Jr. 05 September 2012

soo deep and meaningful poem here..i really enjoy reading this art. i give you (10 out of 10) .

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