Soft Darkness

sorenbarrett

The dust of age lays on our souls a crumbling page, dying coals An ashened ember glows and dies an image remembered in our eyes
  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 9th, 2022 07:34
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Paul Bell

    This feels like the very end of life and beyond.

    • sorenbarrett

      Thank you for commenting on my poem. Just as the beginning of life is the end so is the end the beginning.

    • geekslutnerdgirl

      I really like this. It moves you beyond space time.



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