All things must change
in the fullness of time,
and the dawn shall come,
albeit in shadowed tones in its coming.
Seeping into man’s being
and stealing the darkness,
it shall wrest his heart from the grip of death.
Lifting the mind above all things
set in this baleful world,
in its beauty, to be unfurled.
The dawn shall come,
albeit in shadowed tones.
Change is like ageing and has to be accommodated as a fact. Valerie, this time the brevity has made your write more effective.
Sombre is the dawn when old age beckons. A sad little poem which says so much between its lines. Thanks for sharing BB =: OD
Growing old is a sobering and sombre thought for some but it can be done gracefully. A lovely poem Val.
as we go through the process of life everything must change. evolve to the next level. a thoughtful write
old age is not towards completion of a life rather begining of a new era to confer some immortal expression n impression to this world. beautifully penned. with warm regards
I really like this one. Very powerful, accurate, and all-encompassing in its scope. I especially like the repetition of shadowed tones. What a wonderful phrase!
What a gorgeous poem, thank you for share! Yes indeed, I also feel that inside of us is sleeping a tremendous power. Would I live to see the day when our fully awaken mind will have the word?
i feel like i repeat myself so ill just say WOW and be done with it :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So they say Nothing is permanent except CHANGE, so no matter for the shadowed tones, for these are the foil for the bright dawn...Evlution is the essence! ! !