Fallen

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Fallen
O’ beautiful death release me,
From winters so long and so cold.

My skeleton lies naked and fragile.

O’ beautiful decay reinvent me,
So I may live again, bright and bold.

My flesh is a feast soft and vulnerable.

O’ beautiful spirit’s new adventure,
In flowing growth born from the old.

My body arises in blossoming spring time.

© David R. Durham
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4 thoughts on “Fallen

    Himani B said:
    August 24, 2013 at 8:09 pm

    beautiful poetry, David .. what a lovely blog you have here!

      David responded:
      August 24, 2013 at 9:09 pm

      Pleased you have enjoyed it Himani – love your blog too – keep sharing …

    Emotional poem .Thoughts of facing reality strong words,decay corruption that is the fate of mortals.But do People think about it for one second ? .Thank you David for liking my post.Have pleasant week.jalal

      David responded:
      August 26, 2013 at 11:34 am

      Thanks for your comments Jalal.

      I doubt many people think of it too often. It takes a lot of courage and insight to see that nature’s processes of decay are core to our daily existence.

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