The Circle Of Life Poem by Mihaela Pirjol
The Circle Of Life
Plucking the petals of a daisy:
'He loves me, he loves me not;
He loves me, he loves me not;
He loves me...'
Knowing Love, long before
Knowing what Love is;
But when I was a child, —I knew.
Now, I teach myself to love again;
To remember what I have forgotten,
While living in this world.
From my own world,
I shall create a new world;
Where dwellers
Shall recognise themselves again,
When returning to innocence.
I have learned this:
Life, it only teaches us
How to forget our learning—
The sacred knowledge residing within us;
Darkening the divine spark
That comes with birth.
I am on my way to childhood—
Enclosing the circle of life.
From my own world, I shall create a new world; Where dwellers Shall recognise themselves again, When returning to innocence......nice poetic expression. I love these lines very much. Beautiful poem.
The spontaneous feeling of love we have in us as children is contaminated and lost while life meanders on. But the good thing is that you have once again set out it search of it. A somewhat similar poem of mine entitled ' On Childhood Innocence, ' I recollect, which I have not yet posted on poem hunter. I shall post it now.10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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beautiful lines- The sacred knowledge residing within us; Darkening the divine spark That comes with birth. /// great- like it