Verse 25: Who I am

Who I am

 

Must you live many more todays?

These are thoughts yet to be finish. 

Before this last breath, take me.

A belief is that time cannot stop. 

These words live here.

My release gains strength.

Waiting is who I am. 

Purpose lives to be living. 

Being is spreading and pollinating.

Each breath takes a scented flower.

Offers not surrender.

Bees are feeding and expanding.

Ability is the words and actions.

Pen opens wormholes to the Earth.

 

Reviews

[Pax]

I was intrigue by the title, and the mystery went on as I read it all... a profound way in describing how you are in this world, or who you are in place of this earth.... I always thought that our thoughts as we write them in words also reflects of who we are, I say your pen is your sword my friend & kabayan.... great work!

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Good to see your feedback...Pax...thanks again, how you're well...

[Pax]

you are most welcome... well, I am just doing good, not that well but still functioning... :)

[Tania]

captivating ... i really like it

[Fabian G. Franklin]

You share some interesting concepts in your work. Eliot said he'd "measured out his life with coffee spoons" Some of us bleed our lives away in ink on empty pages...I'd just as soon plant something; grow something; be a corn farmer that covers a kernel knowing it will produce thousands more like itself and they will be young; green and robust; bursting at the tassels and full of juice and life down to the cob.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

What a coincidence I'm eating a ear of corn at the moment...well stated in your review --- I can live with that --- its that life is vulnerable...yet finds a way to grow and nurture...even against all odds...