The moment we are concieved from tiny cell,
the moment when we are born from mother body dwell,
the moment we live, breathing the air of the earth,
the moment we run to the end and forth -
all is united by the force of universe
to move and rather
to gravitate round each other...
The moment
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The philosophy cogitations are discernible in this poem. The poem makes us think, it makes us understand that we are tiny particles of the universe but we have connections with each other and it is really indispensable. I have taken an immediate fancy to this piece of poetry. Thanks.
Светлана Барашко 11.01.2011 12:22 • Заявить о нарушении
Светлана Барашко 11.01.2011 12:22 • Заявить о нарушении
The mystery of the beginning and the end is still out of catching...
Людмила 31 11.01.2011 14:47 Заявить о нарушении
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