If I knew not to die in life,
For I have died so many times,
I would turn to stardust
To be forever immortal.
I would turn into darkness
To not see my shadow anymore,
And let my eyes be the moon
That lights up the heavy night.
I would change into pure water
To flow downhill from the spring,
To kiss the sea at dawn,
And then to ascend to the clouds.
I would become a grain of sand
For the wind to carry me away,
Until finally, eternity
Will turn me back into a human.
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Author:
Vasile Serban (
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Well written. Your poem serves as an exploration of the human condition, expressing a desire to escape the limitations of mortality and to connect with the eternal cycles of nature. It invites readers to reflect on their own lives and the transformations they undergo.
Fanciful and poetic it floats with dreams and speaks with the wind. A most lovely piece
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