The laughter of the crying brook
The whispering in the roaring winds
The silent pleading of a joyous sun
The bright colors of a cloudy sky
The tender falling of a broken leaf
The crushed glory of a fading rose
The still cracking of the fragile twig
The smile of a sorrowful moon
The sweet lullaby of the rambunctious stars
The changing faces in the leaves of an evergreen
The peace of a weeping night
The warmth of the cold mornings
The coolness of a balmy day
The frenzied sweep of the winter solstice
The happy farewell of autumn�s feathery time
The oxymoron of extravagant colors bringing in the season
Reminds me there is beauty in dying
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Wow did you delete your old blog? Loving the new template. And totally loving the beauty of your poem.
I like the juxtaposition of the beauty in life with the idea of death. However, begs the question doesn't that make death a sad loss?
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