any picture comes to my mind,
i try to give it a body of words,
love to sit on other blooms,
for honey, color, fragrance........
smiles....light and dark are often what we make of them...the shadow of a tree can be as sweat as the kiss of the sun on our skin...and death as much a relief as life...
Wow, Sumana! Sometimes I feel us on the same wave length. I like the ending words so much: show, mirth, chime ... Let me feel part of all of them, and of the joy too. Thank you.
The simplicity of your words is deceptively brilliant and shows so much knowing of life..and death...darkness and light..illuminating!
Simple, precise, beautiful
No unfulfilled promises, just joy and mirth. Something to take with me on my journey today.
Life cycles, light and dark, seasons passing, birth and death.....I love "no unfulfilled promise".
Not easy to retain this optimism in the face of death.But we carry death within us from birth. Well said with unusual rhyme words as a treat.
Darkness and light indeed do chime, Sumana. We can't have one without the other. I think we all need to find joy in the dying.....in order to make sense of the living. I always enjoy your poetry, Sumana.
I love the passages of time you convey so eloquently here. Happy Wednesday to you (well maybe it is Thursday)
Everything tells its story with mirth: darkness and light, birth and death, opposing and conjunctive. Words that sing the story... thank you for them.
Love the peacefulness in your poem, feels good :)x
beautiful Sumana..i liked the last lines..very reflective ones
Come what may life goes on.lovely message..in your poem
The last para takes the cake. Beautiful poem, Sumana... may these simple pearls of wisdom inspire and empower all of us!
At present I confess that I struggle with the idea of finding joy in dying. Hopefully this will change. I liked how your poem made me think, Sumana.
There is joy in living and no joy in dying. I have seen people die...it is awful!
Couldn't help but wonder if you meant reincarnation in the line: death is a birth cause I am studying Hinduism and Buddhism at the moment and did a paper on it. But anyway, love the simplicity and the reference to the seasons.
Seasons of years and life passing certainly do reflect light and dark. Nice one.
Life and birth..light and dark...I love the sweet rhyming... :-)
A death is a birth, I admire the courage to face and accept this ~
I enjoyed this very much...dark and light, passage of the seasons, birth/death. You have captured so much.
The ultimate contrasts!
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