On the razors edge , there is poignant elegance.
Beautiful poise, precariously in balance.
Amidst the fury of the fire raging beneath.
She stand resolute in her calmth.
Not helpless but in knowing nature’s ways.
That in time, all is well back to base.
Beauty on the outside burns off into the ember,
Leaving an ashen pile of dust to remember.
Yet deluding the fury in being uprooted,
In the strength of the grounding firmly rooted,
Leaving an evergreen picture of poise,
She has that stoic stance of grace.
A pose of composure on destiny’s face.
In spite of a life abruptly denied,
She is the beauty of grace personified !
My above verses are my humble dedication to all those life’s living and lived in inspiring ways inspite of calamity despair pain and loss. Inspite of unsurrmountable odds stacked against them, those without hope who project unending verve and ebullience to live life in every moment.
A heartfelt offering of respect and salute to the undying spirits of those who even in the knowing the evening is near still retain and emanate the light of dawn in their hearts.
The stunning capture of the Cherry blossom Tree on Mount Fuji in Japan