I watch my loved ones weep with sorrow,
death's silent torment of no tomorrow.
I feel their hearts breaking, I sense their despair,
United in misery, the grief that they share.
How do I show that, I am not gone...
but the essence of life's everlasting song
Why do they wee? Why do they cry?
I'm alive in the wind and I am soaring high.
I am sparkling light dancing on streams,
a moment of warmth in the fays of sunbeams.
The coolness of rain as it falls on your face,
the whisper of leaves as wind rushes with haste.
Eternal Song, a requiem by Avian of Celieria
from Crown of Crystal Flame by C.L. Wilson
Stichwörter: death sorrow sad passing
I kept traveling down the road. And everywhere it was the same. What was my name, who were my people? What was I supposed to say? That my father is the president, and my mother is his slave?
Kimberly Brubaker BradleyStichwörter: slavery jefferson passing
They had no curiousity about him at all. As if they knew all that they needed to know. They stood and watched him pass and watched him vanish upon that landscape solely because he was passing. Solely because he would vanish.
Cormac McCarthyStichwörter: curiousity vanishing passing
I sat up in the strange bed fearing it had been a dream, afraid I would never see her again. Not because I wanted anything from her, only her presence. The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death.
Roman PayneStichwörter: fear love passion woman women beauty death despair night afraid bed roman female beauty-in-nature passing-of-time payne feminine roman-payne nocturnal beauty-in-literature passing
Might there come a time
When we stand over a grave
And mourn ourselves?
Mourn the past, a previous life?
Shall we weep for the passing of time?
Shall we grieve for unfulfilled dreams?
In my naivety; in my belief
In immortal youth,
I sleep walk through life.
Someone... wake me up.
Please.
Wake me up.
Stichwörter: sleep reflection immortality help wake passing mourn slumber
Ok, I see. When they say Charles Wovenu is passing by, everyone wants to see Charles Wovenu. But when they say to a child that "Bibi" is passing by, every child is hiding for "Bibi". What makes the difference is the impacts.
Israelmore AyivorStichwörter: difference children child food-for-thought impact hide everyone pass everybody passing love-people be-kind israelmore-ayivor love-your-neighbour do-good a-r-s bibi c-k-n-wovenu charles-kwabla-wovenu charles-wovenu impacts love-your-neigbour-as-yourself
A whole Gothic world had come to grief...there was now no armour glittering through the forest glades, no embroidered feet on the green sward; the cream and dappled unicorns had fled...
Evelyn WaughStichwörter: grief endings gothic end passing
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