Monday, June 19, 2017

Life - I

Life is fleeting, just like these words,
like a tempest, raging one moment, disappearing the next,
leaving behind destruction and desolation,
which also pass, just as soon.

An evanescent resplendence,
followed by a blazing rage,
leaving behind forever,
a deathly silence.

The totality of all these fleeting lives,
a cacophony of peace, rage, and splendid beauty
that none comprehend,
and very few are eager to observe,
yet each one adds her note to the stave of eternity

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