When the scent of a flower dies down,
There are no longer any fragrances in the world,
Just the bitter smell of frankincense,
Like the earthlings' testament
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Abandoned like a rootless flower, Like a rootless oak, Like a starless night, Like a tearless eye, A man devoid of love and compassion Is but a reflection of stale air in life's tomb. A stunning write! When the flower of love wilts, all beauty is taken away from life! When the flower of tolerance and compassion blooms, new hopes are born and a new fragrance fills the Earth! Beautiful diction, edifying thoughts and powerful presentation! 10++++++
I think this is a much better poem than Conscience. It is deeply passionate and very moving and the subject matter is presented in a series of sharp images. In fact I'm going to included it in my favourite poems, Walter.