What grace O wafting breeze,
Ye live and die, what ease!
O thou bubbling sea wave,
O bubble, entombed grave,
Ye live life on a lease,
Live no less still, O brave.
Life's not to live on hedge,
But to live on knife's edge,
Live full on resigned bliss,
Kiss-like brief, no amiss,
Notso to take to heart,
To kiss good bye, depart.
Life's no life, lived no full,
Learn this rule from life's school.
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Musings | 01.09.2017 |
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