By Leonard Bird Each budding self exists As one translucent slice of time That plays across the shining sun But once. Every breath Depletes the finite gift. Even at birth, as we swim Towards first breath, we catapult Into space as glorious rainbows, And fade just short Of bridging the abyss. So plunge into the […]
By Leonard Bird
Each budding self exists
As one translucent slice of time
That plays across the shining sun
But once. Every breath
Depletes the finite gift.
Even at birth, as we swim
Towards first breath, we catapult
Into space as glorious rainbows,
And fade just short
Of bridging the abyss.
So plunge into the dance, and shine.
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