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These thoughts come from Autumn Leaves:
The marvel of life…
Like the unfolding petals of the rose,
Awakening to greet the first warm rays of the morning sun.
The marvel of life…
Like a microscopic speck mingled in the cosmic dust of the universe,
Dawdling and dancing to the muted dreams of eternity.
The marvel of life…
Toiling unceasingly with the aspirations of its gender,
Gathering the wisdom of the ages, dreaming the dreams of by-gone eras.
The marvel of life…
Growing hot, waxing brighter in the pursuit of achievement,
Yet, when suppressed and thwarted constantly by unknown forces,
Flickers and finally dies.
Awakening
This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:
Tightly closed against morning chill,
Holding essence tight like in-drawn breath,
Waiting for an unknown time
On an invisible clock to steal.
Who can fathom such silent wonder,
But stand in awe and ponder?
Majestic in crawling, slow motion,
Thrilling beauty to overflowing portion.
Arms now unfold in radiant bliss,
Greeting sunshine with a fragrant kiss.
Translucent petals, gorgeous disclose,
Sun’s warm rays now caress the rose.
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