I breathe you- Now -
You are in me
- Always -
How did the flowers bloom before this?
Did the sun shine?
Was the birds' song ever as sweet?
My life is now -
Radiant
- With the colors of You
And my heart is
- Finally -
Full.
Thanks to Grace for the illustration.
2 comments:
Yes, the age-old question.
The meaning of life.
Why is mankind here?
Such a short moment,
compared with eternity.
I wonder, is it better or worse
for people not to know their fate?
Better, I think, since they search
throughout their lives...
and ponder the purpose
of their existence.
---Fyodor Tyutchev.
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