) Of what am I the fleeting form?
August 29th, 2013
| Categories: celebrating beauty, environment, ephemeral & beyond, flora & fauna, short & sweet
Sunset bathes the coast in warm farewell.
Sky’s golden curtain: the day’s death knell.
As tidal waves erode sandcastles on the beach
so shortens my life, impervious to beseech.
Like a castle being sand’s fleeting form
so is air only fleetingly a storm.
Of what am I the fleeting form
being tossed about in life’s storm?
edited 03/29/19 0705
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