There is no end to life...
Time evolves and time renews
Mans inibility to live with his spirituality
brings him to a cross road
He does not yet know it
but he must learn to be one with earth
Embrace his surroundings
taste his fears
Our creator gives us all spirits
with wings to fly
We share a few summers
in our foreign land
Change is almost certain
nothing stays the same
There is no end to life...
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.