I drowned in the mud of past
Marsh that pushes me to the bottom slowly
To the life without new breath
Flower and stone, have you buried me well?
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Maria, the contrasting images you present are startlingly good. They make me wish even more that I could read your work in your first language. I particularly am intrigued with the thought of drowning in the mud of the past, the marsh that pushes me to the bottom slowly, to the life without new breath.
I love the lines:
'Flower and stone, have you buried me well? '
'Soil and tears, just bring me something.'
Really, I like all the lines, especially
'My life is gone like a falling leaf
'But at least I lived for my beliefs.'
Lovely work! Thank you for sharing your exquisite work.
Sincerely,
William
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Maria, the contrasting images you present are startlingly good. They make me wish even more that I could read your work in your first language. I particularly am intrigued with the thought of drowning in the mud of the past, the marsh that pushes me to the bottom slowly, to the life without new breath. I love the lines: 'Flower and stone, have you buried me well? ' 'Soil and tears, just bring me something.' Really, I like all the lines, especially 'My life is gone like a falling leaf 'But at least I lived for my beliefs.' Lovely work! Thank you for sharing your exquisite work. Sincerely, William