The most vibrant petal falls, decays.
The sturdiest building collapses.
Carefully carved candles are set ablaze.
Winter always overcomes summer.
The darkest hair turns white.
The smoothest skin scars.
The liveliest baby sleeps in a coffin.
Even the closest friends we forget.
Memory becomes a blurred silhouette.
From dust we came, to dust we return.
Thoughts triggered by the first line - where I saw these bright red petals scattered onto the muddy ground underneath the tree from which it grew.
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Entropy - 1
Posted by
bitingtravels
on Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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