Nature's Vow

What are we but flames brightly burning?

Conditions coincide, and then voilà!

Our gusto that we have for life--our yearning--

Discloses all those moments filled with awe.

 

What are we but waves upon the shore?

Merging with the constant ebb and flow

Of life until our presence is no more,

As back into the beckoning sea we go.

 

What are we but dewdrops on a rose,

Glistening in the gentle morning sun?

We can ask, but Nature won't disclose

Where we disappear to one by one.

 

Consoling thoughts and words appease us now,

But once we've reconnected with our source,

We become expressed in Nature's Vow

To merge us with the universal force.

 

-by Bob B (8-13-20)

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of the Hindu scriptures. All is Brahman.

[Chris Shaw]

Beautiful poem, wonderful meter and rhyme scheme. Classical style, very well composed and with a full dose of nature thrown in for added measure. My type of poem Bob.

Chris

[Bob B]

Thanks, Chris. It is a poem that sprang from my heart as I grieve the loss of my last living brother who died of cancer two weeks ago.

[Chris Shaw]

I am so sorry to hear that. Condolences to you Bob. It was the anniversary yesterday of my younger brother's death from cancer six years ago. Always so very difficult losing a sibling. It is a fine tribute to the memory of your brother. May he Rip and please be kind to yourself while you grieve.

[Bob B]

Thanks. I am sorry about your loss, too. What makes it especially hard for me is I lost my other brother to cancer twelve years ago. It is a brutal disease.

[Chris Shaw]

It is indeed. In my childhood famiily of 7, mum and dad and five kids, twoi have died of cancer and three have survived it. All different types. It is a curse. You are so right, it is brutal. I went through it myself 15 years ago. I had luck on my side. Take care. I understand how difficult things are for you.