“Life is all that I have,” she said.
Spreading its colourful wings as it hovered into the sky.
A tiny body packed in vibrant colours;
She flew high to kiss the sun.
She came down to embrace the flowers.
“Life is all that I have,” she said.
And so, I shall live;
As she went up the hill,
and raced down the streams.
All colours she had seen;
All colours she had lived,
Except for one.
A day came as it tried to fly,
But there was no fun.
The sun became black.
But she was not afraid
For she said again,
“Life was all that I had”
And I have lived all the colours vibrant and gay
Now let the night cover me,
For it is in this night that I’ll find a new light.
this is such a beautiful poem and so meaningful!! joy and sorrow! Yin and Yang Beautiful image!
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Thanks Moon. You’ve said it right Yin and Yang, joy and sorrow – a part of life or a cycle itself.
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