Dust to ashes, ashes to dust
Pleasure and pain, innocence and lust
Strength in weakness, dying in birth
Dirt feeds life, decay feeds dirt
Sunrise to sunset, ebb follows flow,
Around and around, joy or woe?
Something begins, another ends
Seasons recycling, wheel of life spins
Corporal body, human spirit
Grief and joy, we all inherit
Pleasure balances pain, pain kills pleasure,
We are all cogs, without equal measure
Love and loneliness, plenty and dearth
Wheel spins cruelly, calculating worth
Embrace or abandonment, care or abuse
Spin one takes all, win or lose
Germinating and decomposing, rotating world
Withering or thriving, life unfurls
Round we go, torment or leisure,
Tethered to this mortal coil, without equal measure
© 2016 Mother Wintermoon — Rights Reserved
I’m falling in love with your insightful words! Reading your work is like doing meditation!
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Many thanks and my deep appreciation for your visit and the gift of your lovely comment! Abundant Blessings, MW ❤️
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Lovely poem
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Thank you, Morgan. Always good to see you. ❤️
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You’re welcome good to you too
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It’s all connected and ever changing. Lovely poem!
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Thank you dear one ! (((Hugs))) MW
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Lovely thank you. I enjoy the rhythm of the piece as well–it really works with the sense of the ebb and flow of life.
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Thank you, Serena. (((Hugs))) MW
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So gorgeously written and – inspirational. And the picture goes so well with the words my friend
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Thank you, love. ❤️ XO! MW
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Breathtaking. Lovely. And finally, though really there’s so much more, Powerfully Transcending.
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Thanks so much for reading and taking the time to comment, Dorna! You are appreciated. ❤️ Lots of love and big (((hugs))) to you, MW
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