I spoke to beauty once, Not much more than a greeting,
In fact, it was earlier today,
I called out to him, but his answer was fleeting,
As he was already on his way.
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But when met with the inquiry: Why do you give me something I cannot keep? He smiled and said: That, my friend, you will learn just before the eternal sleep. like this poem very much.... existential philosophy...... all through out.... thank you dear poet for your cogitations. tony
Lovely piece of poetry that portrays the enigmatic and mighty spiritual experience that is love, well articulated and insightfully penned in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Emil.
Thank you for your kind comment!