In response to the daily word prompt.. Transformation
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emerging …. fading
standing up …. at times bending
smiling …. weeping
building up …. shattering
holding …. abandoning
healing …. bleeding
consuming the knowledge …. sometimes ignoring
mine …. yours …. characters performing
a play called …. the circle of life
transforming us from soil to souls
melting our souls ultimately to soil
I love your last paragraph. Very cleaver😉
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Thanks a lot… Thats the reality.. isn’t it.. the truth of life – Death
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From the dust we came, to the dust shall we return. I believe this.
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me too!! thanks a lot
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You really showed so professionally well that how our cycle of life moves.😊
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Hey, you are showering me with such kindness… thank you very much
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Anytime💋
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Interesting… oppositions? Contrasts. Also reminds me of a Sahkespeare line… Sthg like “all life is a play and men and women merely actors” or sthg like that. 🙂
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Yeah.. you are right.. something like that
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Wow, beautiful.
Well penned.
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Thank you so much… the circle of.life is beautiful indeed
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Couldn’t agree more. 😊
Was reading your other poems. They are beautiful. And you are going to find the same word repeating over. 😐🙈 Need to learn other adjectives.
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Lol… that’s where I find myself struggling… again.. how kind of you.. instead
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Well, that makes two of us then. 😁
Ah, just being honest, nothing more. 😜
Thank you, though. 😊
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Pleasure
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😊
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