Rebirth Poem by Sahil SharifdinEnglish

Rebirth

Rating: 5.0


After Autumn passes,
Spring comes back.
I think Life and Death
Run on a circular track.

In death of the catapillar,
Is life of the butterfly.
Ah!Secret it reveals,
Mysteries it imply.

Phoenix enters fire,
Happily itself burns.
Thus, after old age
A new youth it earns.

In Winter, a pine tree
Sheds its old leaves.
Fresh, new, lush green
Leaves again it earns.

May be,we change forms,
When we become old!
May be,there is nothing
Beyond this our world.

Rebirth
Friday, June 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly,spring,world
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