A window lingers in the galaxy
There man leaks and comes
A birth so great to bear
And so happy to beget.
A toddler stumbles and falls
And wounds and cries and rises and laughs
This is the ride of man
Over the crests and troughs of life
Then death takes the place of birth
A casket is carried
A tear shedded
And man is gone!
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this work with us. E.K.L.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Over the crests and troughs of life Then death takes the place of birth.... That is true! You have very well narrated the journey in between the birth and death...well penned!