When, like a petal, I came uncurled
from mother's womb to see the day,
what have I brought into the world
what can I take away?
Then all we own, a worldly goal,
is nothing but a grave stone,
when withered body lets the soul
depart for the unknown.
When all eternity's at stake
to live forever - what's the price?
What can I add, what can I take
except the love of Christ?
21.02.03
Video reading of this poem by the author is available at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MA9yMGpxsJc
Petal
© Copyright: Альбина Кумирова, 2014
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