Reincarnation Poem by Thea Pound
Reincarnation
Falling into numb shadows, the arms of death,
Suddenly, gasping, I awaken; the dream disperses,
Into raging silence, to the perfect calm,
To senseless, shattering noumena.
There is no morning here, nothing but my own entropy,
So I close my mind, submerge my senses,
And the dream begins anew.
Saturday, July 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,dream,existentialism,rebirth,reincarnation
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4/25/2024 11:52:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love the way you have explained the dream sequence- once broken and then restored. Thanks. the arms of death.... the dream disperses So I close my mind, submerge my senses, And the dream begins anew.