I keep on dying again. Veins collapse, opening like the Small fists of sleeping Children. Memory of old tombs, Rotting flesh and worms do Not convince me against The challenge. The years And cold defeat live deep in Lines along my face. They dull my eyes, yet I keep on dying, Because I love to live.
So nice to see a colourful post, Lorraine :)
Fall, but do not hurt Live, but don't forget to love,
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THE LESSON -- Maya Angelou
I keep on dying again.
Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.
Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live.
So nice to see a colourful post, Lorraine :)
Fall, but do not hurt
Live, but don't forget to love,
sounds like preaching -- let me go and fall! :))
love,
dev
Wow that's awesome Dev, thanks for sharing ;)
:)
dev
WOW!
So profund, Lorraine!
Love this one!
Do I say that a lot?
I do, don't I!
And the photo, it's lovely!
Loved the poem Devika shared also!
It's goes perfectly with this post!
Have a good day!
Margie:)
failing is all part of the process in living that passion, eh?
Falling is the final act of life so I guess it must be important.
Wow right back at 'ya Margie I LOVE your comments, and I love Love lol thanks so much
Oh yeah, I knew you were wise enough to know Brian :)
Hey Michael the first and the last,n'est-ce pas?
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