This mortal life is somewhat like
Standing before the breeze
When it's blowing, so soothing and calm
We enjoy it with ease.
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Life is beautiful, soothing and calm until sorrow and turmoil come slamming into us doing with us whatever it will, giving us no choice in the matter. When things quiet down, we find we've survived, but to what a great loss now being faced. Our endings in life are uncertain, yet we have to keep doing what we can to get through it. Very poignant poem of life's truthfulness, Amitava. Imagery is superb! You described life so aptly through imagery of nature, very intense. Another favorite of mine. RoseAnn
Sometimes, Life like a gentle breeze pats us on our face and shoulders, but quite unexpectedly it gathers the ferocity of a storm sweeping us off our feet and blowing us hither and thither like dry leaves.. Very apt imagery!
a fitting imagery is used for this mortal life...you have carried it so well till the end of the poem! ! !
wonderful poem, I like it. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
............a wonderful and positive message.....we must keep our spirits bright....