Our lives like a leaf
Breathing upon a silken thread
Floating, dancing, quivering
webmaster laboriously
Extends the binding
Again and again
Breeze of time breaks it
With same diligence
Again and again.
As our lives, like leaves float, dance and quiver, on the silken thread, Time comes to break the movement and history repeats! Small but beautiful! Thanks for your sweet comments!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The definition of life is well executed by you. The inscription is so moving. Thanks for sharing.