Earth weeps. Fire burns.
Waters mourn, gush. Air takes flight
Poisons. Gasps, black .....Death!
Cradled beneath earth
Returned to dirt, worms, bones, dust.
Everlasting sleep! ~~~~~~~~~~~
Fire burns no more!
Water falls to dull the pain.
Rest, sweetly slumber!
P'on your grave, flowers
Bloom. Air blown lovely petals,
Blankets your goodnight.
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Novel Allen
You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. (Maya Angelou). Genuine accomplishment is not about financial gain, but about dedicating oneself to activities that bring joy and fulfillment.
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This is so thought invoking and insightful. It steals the words from my mouth about emotions I couldn't put to words.