Life is the fragrance of flower
That ebbs and rises with the wind
Life sparkles like a sweet dawn
Leaving the dark night behind
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Life is a river that hides inside vales Of happiness and terrains of sorrow Till the time soul meets its source And there is no today or no tomorrow The most beautiful stanza in the poem! Once the soul meets its source, there is no today or tomorrow, only eternity timelessly stretching!
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You sum up life with all its phases and nuances very effectively here in this poem. Well done.
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