Friday, July 20, 2012

Transitions

Faces so pure
Free from life’s’ anxieties
Scamper through life for a moment
In a solemn blink
Vivid imaginations
Child’s curiosity
No remembrance
No celestial tone to remind you of your birthright
Dead man walking in his sleep
A sliver of wisdom in one moment
Departure to the ethers in the last
Alas!
It begins again
Where it left off in a mist


©1987
Nazeelah Noorjahan

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