Fear not:
Words shall turn to dust
in the shortest of time
Yet while poetry is within us
breath gently
& notice intuitions
coming to mind
Poems are portals
to different realities
Let many voices
resonate through you
& somehow
– without forgetting
how close your funeral is –
smile, laugh, and sing!
| Jack: |
The idea of flowering is perennial. |
| Juanita: |
It's a good metaphor for life: endless cycles of growth and decay. |
