Immortality

Immortality

Desert footprints, do they remain upon the surface, under sand?
Does life presence linger still on the pathway that leads through hills?
Does the ocean remember one who through its waves and depths has swum?
Does the sky, its unending blue, have memory of the man who flew?
Are we here and gone tomorrow, and does the earth feel a sorrow
that we've finally breathed our last? Does a man's unique essence last?

Copyright  © February 10, 2009 by Karen M. Crump


I took the "seed" for this poem from this lovely flower:

ID: 1526180   (Rated: E) Life Moves  As we journey through life, our footprints are deep and permanent. by BlüEyez

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