Faces, fluffy white clouds <br />hang still on mountain tops. <br />A brown dirt road meanders. <br /> <br />Surprised, still being alive, <br />stunted grasses fight to grow. <br /> <br />Struggling, holding back, <br />sun rises slowly in the east. <br />An emerging scene. <br /> <br />Flower, slowly opening, <br />with a glow of morning light. <br /> <br />Hidden places lighten <br />magical spaces surface. <br />moments come alive. <br /> <br />Eggs crack, and new life appears. <br />Stimulating changes to come. <br /> <br />Life, keeps moving on; <br />Sun sets happen every day, <br />a shooting star; dies. <br /> <br />Moon rises on a darker world, <br />So much goes unexplained. <br /> <br /> <br />21-04-2008<br /><br />Bob Blackwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-and-death-a-renga/
