I fall to save my soulfrom the burning coals
when cinders touch me
ice reaches me
I merge into the clouds
escaping from a vast wasteland
angels of sorrow surround me
as always I shed dry tears
"when tears fall, fear rushes out
I float so light in that dim light,
where everything looks black and white"
where everything looks black and white"
Very beautifully written..some kind of sadness in this..it touches..
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Wow! That is certainly deep! You have created a very visual piece here!!
ReplyDeletebeautiful!!
ReplyDeletedeep, moving and visual ... beautifully done!
ReplyDeleteNature's cycle becomes a very intimate, poignant insight into the colours of a spirit!
ReplyDeleteMesmerizing and lyrical!
ReplyDeleteafter the tears, it ain't black and white :-)
ReplyDeletepure poetry!
ReplyDeleteDeeply moving!
ReplyDeletePowerful!
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Stunning and a beautiful read. So much imagery and power. Loved reading your words!!
ReplyDeleteA very heartfelt composition.
ReplyDeletedry tears... what a heavy burden.
ReplyDeletethe fullness in these lines is easily felt.
nice...i like that last stanza...
ReplyDeleteangels of sorrow ! ? ! ?
ReplyDeleteThis felt like a haunting song to me...I can imagine the hammered dulcimer and the flute and one of those ethereal celtic voices weaving through your beautifully strung together words.
Absolutely gorgeous writing.
A beautiful verse! It works like a transformation of the weather in its various forms!
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This had beautiful imagery. It felt as though the soul was evaporating and making its way back to clouds, to be sent down again, sort of a reincarnation. Loved this, Gautami. Peace, Amy
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Lovely verse !
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