The tumultuous turn before the urn…
Horses, swans, dragon wings,
And many wondrous things,
All going round and round,
To the grinders organ sound,
Every turn, new things and old,
Like a kaleidoscope unfold,
Turning round and round
Many views you found,
You hear the sounds, and see the sights,
All the tumult and bright lights,
You taste the sensuous air,
And take in all the flair,
You have, another round to go,
Your fare is running low,
You hear the ticket master shout,
It’s time to go, go on, get out,
Your memories, your soul enfold,
As you lived among them bold,
Now let others take their turn,
While you are resting in an urn
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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And I, too admire your poetic title, J-H!
Blessings and Love ~~ Micke
turn before the urn is something we all
can relate to...beautifully done!ET
Wise and wonderfully... "The tumultuous turn before the urn..." sings
the song of last day eternal now.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
And as we say before dying, Semper Fi! ! !
Georg
my very best Tuchy