Thursday, 16 April 2009

mortal thoughts


this mausoleum built of pristine stone
I don't need it to shroud my rotting bone

nor do I wish for pyramids as a shrine
which too will crumble to dust with time

spread me on the earth, let me scatter away
let me grow under your feet night and day

soil thrives forever, so does the sky
those so called unliving truly never die

"why then our mortal body wishes for eternity?"



Picture Courtsey: Ashish Gorde of Eureka Express
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17 comments:

  1. throwshiswords16 April 2009 at 01:04

    I agree with you, maybe it comes from growing up on a farm. A good poem for the image too.

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  2. watermaid16 April 2009 at 01:23

    I like the sentiment in this poem. have you read 'Sophie's World' by justin Gaarder? We are stardust.

    Water Children

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  3. Rajlakshmi16 April 2009 at 04:07

    beautifully penned... We want to live but never grow old... we strive for materialistic things all our lives ,knowing that nothing is forever...

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  4. SweetTalkingGuy..16 April 2009 at 04:40

    Beautifully beautiful! and you ask the leading question too!

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  5. James16 April 2009 at 06:33

    Love it. Reminds me of Whitman - "Look for me under your boot soles".

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  6. anthonynorth16 April 2009 at 06:33

    An important point. Too many live in half a world - the material.

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  7. Bill16 April 2009 at 07:14

    Mount Auburn*
    teenagers laughing
    by somebody's tomb

    *First landscaped cemetery in the USA; resting place of many famous Americans, including the poets Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and Robert Creeley.

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  8. Lorraine16 April 2009 at 08:44

    Wow You hit right on target...how amazingly written...

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  9. Tumblewords:16 April 2009 at 10:21

    This piece is particularly well done, poignant, valid and searching.

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  10. Linda Jacobs16 April 2009 at 17:55

    "spread me on the earth, let me scatter away
    let me grow under your feet night and day"

    I love this stanza! It's what I want to happen to me!

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  11. Whitesnake16 April 2009 at 20:16

    interesting thoughts

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  12. sage16 April 2009 at 20:17

    Nice! I'll take a pine box! :)

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  13. J. Andrew Lockhart16 April 2009 at 21:16

    interesting question...

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  14. LadyGarfield17 April 2009 at 01:25

    me too... loved the "spread me on the earth, let me scatter away" part very much. good one.

    "soil leaves on forever".. shouldn't the 'leaves' be 'lives' though.

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  15. polona17 April 2009 at 10:34

    i love this and agree wholeheartedly

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  16. Beloved Dreamer17 April 2009 at 11:38

    Tami what a beautiful poem. To become one with what God has made. Not a bad way to go. Well done my friend.


    love-bd

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  17. Janice Thomson18 April 2009 at 08:39

    I agree too Guatami - what a beautiful and profound write.

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