Life Poem by Eva Beylich

Life

Rating: 5.0


Blank sheet of birth
lies on glass, blackened,
ready for imprint.
Each pressure leaves
a trace on paper.
Each contact leaves
a pattern.
No movement is
without consequences.
In the end you can
read it clearly: life.

Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Siddartha Montik 16 December 2016

in simple words it is life so truth and such a truth we can not avoid and escape from! and at the end yes it is LIFE! thank you for sharing Poet! ! 10+++++!

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E.j. Langley 05 December 2015

Cool. I like the No movement... line. Ultrasound? If this was a Zen Koan that would be my guess.

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