The outlook

Poem by: Mag Lady

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An outlook on our life. Not related off of any religion.

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Submitted: October 26, 2011

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Submitted: October 26, 2011

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Dropping from The Tree of Birth

Leaves of Life flutter

thin as paper swirling

into the abyss.

 

That thing we call Age passes,

And the leaves around us turn Colors

slowly-

not alone.

 

Few fall onto The Ledges

Crinkle Brown;

Fall a little faster,

see Brown-

 

The air turns stale

Sunlight and Breezes Die Brown

 

On leaves twirl

just to Crinkle Brown

in a pile on the bottom of

the Bottomless Abyss


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The outlook

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