Mirrors set in concrete frames 
Reflect passion and beauty
The flight of birds and the
Haphazard harmony of flapping wings
Of dives and dips
Glidings and Climbings.
Reflections of light and of shadows.
A window into the heavenlies
A testimony to Creation
A doorway to eternity itself.
Its surface ripples momentously
As my teardrops invade
One… by one… by one
And are absorbed
Forever
A part of me now a part
Of eternity.
Toye 'lanrewaju
Reflect passion and beauty
The flight of birds and the
Haphazard harmony of flapping wings
Of dives and dips
Glidings and Climbings.
Reflections of light and of shadows.
A window into the heavenlies
A testimony to Creation
A doorway to eternity itself.
Its surface ripples momentously
As my teardrops invade
One… by one… by one
And are absorbed
Forever
A part of me now a part
Of eternity.
Toye 'lanrewaju
1 comment:
u see i do feel what you have said and am tempted to wonder why you choose to think a part of you now a part of eternity.a seemingly deep thought whose horizon spans further than a horizon.
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