Swaram already heralds spring in her blogpost, with these wonderful photos of flowers from Kodaikanal.
(photo by Swaram's friend)
A confident worldly father,a mother by the side,
bending
to adjust her shawl
just so,
the newly pink
young daughter,
dew fresh
in the morning breeze,
they stand,
grieving
behind
the old tired
grandparent,
who having
graced the good
and growing times,
now stands
next to the grandchild,
fatigued,
and
a bit lifeless,
before
slipping away,
returning to dust.
A time to bloom
and
a time to wither,
and
in between,
a time,
to bring joy
to so many
enjoying
their sojourn
in the
Garden of Life….
Nice lines...A time to bloom and a time to wither ...I liked the time in between:)
ReplyDeleteyesss always time to bloom and wither but the TIME between that time is the best ..... cause as yoiu said garden of life ..i presume life is like a garden .. we sow . then saplings then flowers and then the end :)
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"A time to bloom
ReplyDeleteand
a time to wither,
and
in between,
a time,
to bring joy
to so many
enjoying
their sojourn
in the
Garden of Life…."
Very true. The lines above are meaningful. And for some reason it reminded me of the Poem titled "The Dash"
keep it goin;)