Eternal sleep

If I were a person
into eternal sleep I would fold
and dream of the Tree ;
when I grow old

They told me I'm an amaranth ,
never to wither nor die ;
my roots are entwined ,
in my grave I lie

It's unraveling
the electrons are moving slow ,
At long last I see ;
this void is starting to grow

Ominous silence ;
I hear my breath ;
gasp ; shudder ; the Tree ;
and Death

Reviews

[G. B. Banks]

loved the rhythm of the last stanza Marina
"amaranth" is also a nice word
cheers

[Marina N. Lovrić]

Thank you for reading! :)

[Satoshi IroTzu]

Respect, Marina

I did read a few of your poems. You indeed write beautifully and magically.

A true words smith, a true poet, a true magician.

[Marina N. Lovrić]

Thank you very much for reading and I am very happy that someone likes my works!