A wave that breaks, is not yet broken
in time it will return to sea.
A bird that dies, is not forgotten,
it’s flight is seen and lingers in the mind.
The wave that brought the dead bird to the shore
is not yet dead, but lives eternally.
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Comments on: "Eternity in a wave" (9)
Beautifully reflective.
Thought provoking too.😊
Love and hugs xx
🙂 Hi Christine, thank you! Love and hugs xxx
Death of all continues to reflect our lives in water, land and sky – how lightly we are here…
Your comments are always poems in their own 🙂 lovely.
response is clear – always…
eternity seems [to us] to be the word the sea speaks…
Maybe because the sea seems endless on a ball like our planet.
The cycle of all things. Very profound, Ina. XO
Thank you Diane 🙂 xx