Things of beauty are tiny. Those things are grey. We want them to grow
Time is Owl's sister—the strange twins of Deathas shadows dance in darknesswe steal our small breaths
ice water trickles slowlyshe grooms her own pelt with ashes whence you came—sand which you've been dealt.
Life is short
Life is Beautiful, painful, delicate, hard as diamond and just as brilliant.Death is the wind touching all, uncompromising,harsh and sweet, unstoppable. Your poetry is beautiful, deep, and inspiring. Thank you for sharing.
That sums it up nicely. 💜
Life is short
ReplyDeleteLife is Beautiful, painful, delicate, hard as diamond and just as brilliant.Death is the wind touching all, uncompromising,harsh and sweet, unstoppable. Your poetry is beautiful, deep, and inspiring. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThat sums it up nicely. 💜
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