The Flow of Matter

Thoughts of myself in relation to the world.

Organic material is the essence of who I am.

Each particle existing in eternity, 

and although the form of each one changes,

they are never absent. 

My body will return to the soil,

my bones will mingle with the worms,

and my soul will dissipate into a cloud of dust 

destined to be blown away.

I will live on,

only in separated parts,

different from how I am familiar with them now.

I am a lover,

I am a stranger,

and where I am blown,

I will bloom again.

I am everything all at once. 

A piece of me destined to be mixed with other plants,

soils,

people.

Energy is what I embody 

and energy is what I exude.

I will rain down upon the Earth,

upon the vines laced with my atoms.

I will sprout among the flowers with vibrant colors

and my own three petaled stem.

With radiance I will grow,

turning my face towards the sun,

embracing its warmth,

meditating as it replenishes me

as I carry on through eternity. 

Reviews

[Relic]

This is exquisitely written, I commend you for a finely delivered poem. :)

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

With radiance I will grow,
turning my face towards the sun,
embracing its warmth,
meditating as it replenishes me
as I carry on through eternity.

Wow such charming lines you wrote, this is really amazing poem! thanks for sharing this.....

[sarik]

intresting !!

ty for the beautiful poem AnnaMae

[AnnaMae]

Haha, thanks! My pleasure!