It is inevitable, we WILL fall.
The world is a great place
To practice the art of humility.
We will do the wrong thing
We will say something too much
We will try things and fail
We will be so very tired
We might be judged by all!
It is inevitable, we will FALL.
But asking forgiveness, we become bright
And by perseverence, we carpet life
With red, yellow, orange, green dying
To self, to pride, to arrogance
It is inevitable, we will FALL.
But let the falling be bright
And filled with effort of heart
Thus will we show the world
What glad dying might look like.
A beautiful poem and lovely autumn colours.
ReplyDeleteTransformation in all its brilliance!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and images. So much to reflect on here. Autumn is so symbolic of humility and renewal. Thank you for sharing. Have a lovely weekend :)
ReplyDeletegorgeous!
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteGlad dying... righteous... Makes me think: I hope my last words (at an incredibly advanced age, in bed) are accompanied by a chuckle.
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