Chancing not to
fall as timbers
thundering down
crashing to the
ground
but rather as a
petal
floating from a
flower
softly into
eternity.
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Beautiful imagery with an ardent wish to reach towards eternity...... lovely. You may read my poems, My quest and my dream and Power of truth.
In the chaos of life (and death) there is still a soft flowing peace that will win out, you've captured the image so well here.
Flying on the wings of beauty that is both simple and profound!
Fall gently like a flower petal with grace into eternity. Beautiful image.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminds me of William Carlos Williams which is a very good thing!