Destiny Poem by Claude H Oliver II

Destiny



Each day we live
We die
Each minute of life
Brings death
Always moving imperceptibly to what must be
Yet for death to be
Life must be

Seldom are we aware before our later years
When approaching and encroaching
Our inevitable destination looms
Yet what is this fear of that
Which is, was, and is to be
Though the vessel crumbles
The invisible drop of life rejoins eternity's sea.

March 25,2016

Friday, March 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
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