Our life is the soul of the soul [By @black-horse!]
Our life is the soul of the soul
~ By Black Horse!
Like leaves, fall to earth. There is no more power to reach the branch.
No more gravity.
Yellow and will rot behind the earth she loves.
When the monsoon blows softly,
as if she said:
"Damn you have wasted this once in a lifetime!"
While greeting him plant it
frangipani stems are on the edge of a silent cliff.
When the moon rotates at night,
blindfolded, and see:
~ How deep and dark is the abyss of life!
2018