One day to breathe
the scent of earth,
One eternity to be it.
Sadly prompted byMagpie Tales.
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- Stafford Ray
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True! Sad, but true. :)
ReplyDelete...or exuberant
ReplyDeletedepending on your reading of it.
Whew, this is so right on!
ReplyDeleteSo much crystalized thought in few words! Nice.
ReplyDeleteSounds almost nice. I like the smell of my compost - so chuck me in the compost bin when the time comes.Bring it on (slowly)
ReplyDeleteSobering, no? You've spoken a lifetime in 13 words.
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem!
Rick
yep so very true- so breathe baby breathe!
ReplyDeleteThat is so, so true.
ReplyDeleteBend to smell those roses, pal,
ReplyDeleteand embrace the dying bitch
earth, for not long ago in the
great scheme of things, we
entities co-created this plane,
and set it up as a classroom,
life after life after life, and still
we never learn.
I do smell the roses Glenn, and I also sniff the air, as some may have noticed.
ReplyDeleteExcellent Magpie!
ReplyDeleteFABULOUS. Great Mag. Love and Light, Sender
ReplyDeleteThe scent, aah yes! time means nothing- Thanks.
ReplyDeleteoh Stafford this was too sad
ReplyDeleteno hope in these words
only resignation
death and that's it..
..ah..but you did make reference to eternity...
..
So well said. Thanks
ReplyDeleteBeautifully said.
ReplyDeleteWonderful. Succinct, but leaving nothing out.
ReplyDeleteShort, but not necessarily sweet? LOL :)
ReplyDeleteJust right... I liked it.
ReplyDeleteOne day vs eternity. So it is.
ReplyDeleteNot exactly fair is it?
ReplyDeleteNot exactly our choice, though, unfortunately.
Wow Stafford you have sumed our days up our days amazingly in such few words...sad, yet profound.
ReplyDeletetrue - love the haiku.
ReplyDeleteJust excellent, Stafford.
ReplyDeletePerfect!
ReplyDeleteExcellent - you said it all!
ReplyDeleteyou got me completely hands down..awesome writing one more time...
ReplyDeleteso you support the recycling movement...smiles.
ReplyDeleteShort, sad, true. Well said.
ReplyDeletepowerful,
ReplyDeleteso smart tale.
One eternity to be in it.
ReplyDeleteAh breathe... that's the most important thing. Thank heavens you found me. I really enjoyed your comments. Yes I did write, Great Balls of Fire, LOL.
A great epitaph!
ReplyDeleteShort and thoughtfully sweet.
ReplyDeleteI love this.
ReplyDeleteSo glad I stopped by!
'Aint that the truth!
ReplyDeleteVery sad. Very true.
ReplyDeleteShort and sweet and it's true.
ReplyDeleteOh! how I yearn to write like this again ...
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