Mind Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Of Life



Life of mind so green and tender, sprouting with a freshness of purity.
Not a thought of ugliness, nor of barren wasteland, could conjure long enough inside.
Ringing freely are dancing bells caught by flying laughter all around.
Blazing fire with no smoke curls upward and out of sight.
Blossoms popping out upon the ground, filling the air with a scent of nature.
Walking down paths of many minds, these memories hang limply, barely touching the brown dirt.
Everyone famous, everyone small, has a mind of life so green and tender, although it never lasts, but for a short, short while.

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Aarzoo Mehek 27 December 2015

Rejoice in the tender short lived freshness of mind, this is where the elixir of life is found. beautifullllllll poem. My wishes. Aarzoo.

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Sandra Feldman 21 August 2013

All green shall wilt, but when a poet says so, it has less guilt and pain. You're effort, not in vain. Lovely poem.

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