Thursday, January 3

The Frailty of Life

Where I now reside
There are no honeysuckle
Only time exists 

Appreciate now
Blooming, growing, living things
'fore thy time is cut

Consuming darkness
May come to envelope thee
No way to resolve 

2 comments:

  1. The arcs of life differ
    There are many ways
    To the same end.

    Cheers!
    JzB

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  2. Our time is an illusion -- living, growing and blossoming at the moment provides us the most enjoyment.

    Sweet Honeysuckle

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