Goodbye!

Come, thrust your hands in the warm earth
And feel her strength through all your veins;
Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth,
Which laughs away imagined pains;
Touch her life's womb, yet know
This substance makes your grave also.

Shrink not; your flesh is no more sweet
Than flowers which daily blow and die;
Nor are your mein and dress so neat,
Nor half so pure your lucid eye;
And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear
You're neat and pure and sweet and fair.

by Richard Aldington

Comments (6)

Nice philosophical presentation on earth and life. Thanks. I quote: And feel her strength through all your veins; Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth,
And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear You're neat and pure and sweet and fair.............................. Yes, love has its own way of accepting. Nice write. Pranab k chakraborty
Sweet and fair! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Beautiful poem having euphonious write. Congratultion to his soul for the pem of the day.
Such an interesting poem posted here....
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