Nirvana
Careless fall of Autumn's leaves
Gracious departure of the one who leaves
This season tenderly gazes at souls
With the oldest tale on earth
Of death and rebirth
High standards do not beg for a plea
That life span was just a breath and here I am
High above like trees standing tall
Free from grieving that each end calls
Careless with no greed at all
I picked up a smile and laughed
Like a blue child
To the never ending stories
Of rise and fall
Copyright © Ous Ous | Year Posted 2024
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