From death to breath

Just like a noble, unbridled horse

bravely galloping on land, sea and sky,

with daylong flowers life fills its course

covering mountains and fields so wide,

harvesting deep vales and stony curves.

So much beauty for so few eyes!

So much emotion for so few nerves!

Just like a fully undressed, bending flower

that becomes the soil from which it came,

bodies yield to the cold, hindmost hour,

as if in a constant relay race

that knows neither poverty nor power,

with a secure, welcoming embrace –

as a rebirth is death to devour!

Image from Saatchi Art (“Rebirth Painting” by Mar Tusia)

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