Gently kissing the earth
Each fallen leaf
Looks up at the remaining ones
Whispering
Shed your green
And be free,
Come join me....
Death certain
For all that is born,
Birth inevitable
For that which is dead
© 2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Each fallen leaf inviting the rest to join them and not be afraid of death is a superb analogy. Beautiful poem Govind. I loved it.