October 30, 2021

A HUNDRED POEMS – XXXVI

By EPRobles

NATURE states what natural beings
do -=-

that season of pause

between sunrise sunsets, & lastly come?

the tending of maturity’s
sun

:a role berates the youthfulness

of life, then takes a toll

and overworked/ i know i know\

not of spirit but body!

My dying soul.

:: 04-04-2014 ::

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles
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