Everything in this life is temporary,
ephemeral
It is a wisp of fragrance that floats past
on a breeze
It is a smile that quickly passes from
pain
It is anger that cools instantly upon seeing the face of regret
It is the joy that is crushed
by the comment of
a cruel interloper
It is a love letter that fades and crackles
into dust,
when love lingers on
It is the mortal shell of my
spiritual being
tenderly holding
eternal
dreams, and memories
but weakening and withering,
returning to earth,
forever setting free
my soul
to fly .
~Haviva
(c) HVM 2018
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