Womb´s umbilical departure,
of mother from her babe,
“Adieu little one &
in your life, you never need be afraid,”
The tree´s whispering,
to the sad, dying & loosened leaf,
As autumn creeps
in from summer, death´s uninvited thief.
Seashores plead with
the ebbings of the cold & cruel tides,
Begging the waves to
stay, close by her weeping aching side,
And the sky asks migrating
birds, to remain up above on high,
The dying rose to its
petal, “please do not bid me goodbye”.
The day fades into
gilt sadness, at its last sunshine´s beams,
Soft velvet night sighs
to blue moon, as its last light is seen,
The sky asks the
diamante stars to linger just a little longer,
As strength wanes in
man, kneeling, he prays a little stronger.
Precious words upon
the tongue, departing from sore heart,
“Please do not leave
me”, words spoken from the very start,
Mother to son, lover
to lover, all spoken within love´s sighing,
Leavings, goings on
the sad departures, of far off & faraway dyings.
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