<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519906" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Flowers and Pages</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flower petals saved<br>Between holy pages<br>Dryed and faded, both are<br>Deep words of life, <br>Love simply stated.<br>Memories and hopes<br>Together combine, ever to<br>Transcend places and time...<br> - Life is not a simple dream, <br>There is so very much<br>Beyond what is felt, heard and seen...<br> - Lifes paradox is of such: <br>So full of beauty<br>At the start, <br>So worn and weary<br>At the finish; <br>Boundless knowledge<br>Cannot free the heart, <br>Endless effort<br>Cannot still the days<br>That continue to diminish.<br> - Perhaps tis truly the other way around, <br>Only with relaxed acceptance<br>Through the real beauty of age<br>And understanding<br>Can love of life<br>Ever fully be found.<br>Humanity, <br>Wrong from the beginning<br>Of sin; <br>Redemption right<br>To the very end...<br>For what truly is the meaning<br>Of the mysterious messages<br>Life to us does send? <br>(Tacit translation<br> Terra-incognita<br> Revenant revelation unto<br> Beautiful buena-vista.) <br>Life, like the beauty of the flower, <br>So gradually fades<br>Like the slowly disappearing wonder<br>In a sunset, <br>Nearly imperceptable end of days.<br> - Will our lives be found<br>Only to end<br>Like the sun, <br>Burning down the Western horizon<br>Blazing so beautiful and bright, <br>until finally captured and killed<br>by the darkness of night...<br>Shall the flowering Garden bloom again? <br>Will that beautiful sun ever return? <br> (some seeds planted<br>only grow after all the weeds<br>have been thoroughly burned) <br>Yet for now<br>the weeds still thrive, <br>And the flowers are barely able<br>to remain alive.<br>So, how shall our lives be found saved, <br>preserved eternally<br>between some sacred pages? <br>(the Words there upon print<br>to the flowers beauty and reason<br>do give quiet hint) <br>Who the answer knows? <br>One and the same: <br>The books Author, <br>The lover and saviour<br>Of the true beauty, that is the Rose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Smoky+Hoss">Smoky Hoss</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519906" data-title="Flowers and Pages de Smoky Hoss" data-description="Flower petals saved Between holy pages Dryed and faded, both are Deep words of life, Love simply stated. Memories and hopes Together combine, ever to Transcend places and time... - Life is not a simple dream, There is so very much Beyond what i..."></div> </div> </div>

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