AniccaA Poem by KWPyou tell me ?Clouds evanescent encapsulate life shapeshifting before dissolution. Life - A clever state of transience feeling rooted to this now unaware of our own metamorphous clinging only to the known. It’s useless. Let go. Rise and fall, rise and fall. A constant. Impermanence is not something to strive for when one is flirts and frolics through the garden of neverlasting. Fall through the clouds existence has no stopping point. Shapeshift. Be. © 2018 KWPReviews
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