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Living
Contributed by
ShoshoniLad
on
Thursday, 17th September 2009 @ 09:59:26 AM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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A life has fallen among the trees,
A crashing loud death then still,
At first the tiny ones slip beneath the skin, then water,
Air and time
The cracks they widen and rot goes deep;
The blocks of life released.
Welcoming seed, spore, mold, and root
Lifes circle soon completes.
The chaos, noise, and cries of death;
Then... the hymns of newborn life.
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ShoshoniLad
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2009-09-17 09:59:26]
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Re: Living
(User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on
Tuesday, 18th August 2020 @ 04:00:20 AM AEST
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This was pretty special...........
The circle of life. |
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