The walls of birth and death
were too high for me to see over
and I didn't know that my heart had wings.
As I hammered on those walls,
demanding to know their meaning,
I was aware that there was something inside me
cramped up, waiting to be unfurled....
In that moment I saw
that the meaning of birth is forgetting
the meaning of death is remembering
the meaning of life is growth
and the meaning of the eternal sea
which holds everything in its embrace
is Love.
were too high for me to see over
and I didn't know that my heart had wings.
As I hammered on those walls,
demanding to know their meaning,
I was aware that there was something inside me
cramped up, waiting to be unfurled....
In that moment I saw
that the meaning of birth is forgetting
the meaning of death is remembering
the meaning of life is growth
and the meaning of the eternal sea
which holds everything in its embrace
is Love.
It is evocative and thought provoking, I like it.
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