Drift Wood Poem by spiritual seeker
Drift Wood
Why sleep and waste?
See that piece of seasoned driftwood?
Riding waves gentle and strong,
A hiding place for the little fishes and turtles,
Though it's future uncertain,
The wide open world it had seen.
Interesting life, travelling.
We must keep moving in the sea of life just like Driftwood! !
Nice analogy! Keep moving......that's life, message by every creature; either living or non-living (like driftwood) . Gr8 one.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/29/2024 9:14:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
We are all driftwood floating along with the wind and current. A brilliant poem 10/10