We die when...
We can no longer
See the bright light
Morning's sunrise
Awakening us to...
An awesome new day
We die when...
We can no longer
Hear the rooster's call
Birth of a new day
Shaking us up to...
Life's wild adventure
We die when...
We can no longer
Smell the sweet scent
God's paradise
Sensing us to...
Meditation on Life
We die when...
We can no longer
Taste water's life
Energy's delight
Sparking us to...
Divinity's call
We die when...
We can no longer
Feel the womanly touch
Love's warm embrace
Exciting us to...
Naturally... ecstasy
We die when...
We can no longer
Experience Life
Satan's evil curse
Depressing us to death...
Rebirthing God's children
Richard Wlodarski September 2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem