Soul Of Time Poem by Mehri Mehraban
Soul Of Time
Wind,
scatter my burnt body,
I come back to life in veins of leaves.
lead me down to depths of earth,
Take me to dark womb of seed.
raise me to heaven of God,
show me a way to nest of bees.
I never know my ancestor,
a lizard or a wounded Deer.
Nature gives me a new chance,
whenever I become sick of it.
'death' isn't the end of mine,
I'm flowing in soul of time!
So you go, with the liquidity of clock rhymes and life story you adventures when exact time comes..! very nicely written_Soul
flowing in soul of time, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 2:09:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What if there was no other life? Have you ever thought about this? What about other philosophies like reincarnation.. (I mean not in a flower or a thing, in another human being...) Anyway. Nice poem.Good luck