Saturday, September 15, 2007

Life

as fleeting as a butterfly
as time turns
the masterfully crafted wings
to powder

as tenacious as a spider web
clinging to the bush
or the wall
with a strength
we did not know
it possessed

4 comments:

SuzyQ said...

"as tenacious as a spider web
clinging to the bush
or the wall
with a strength
we did not know
it possessed"
I love this.
Many times there is strength in that which seems fragile.
Beautiful poetry.

Dymphna (4HisChurch) said...

Thank you, Suzy!

Marie said...

What moving poetry. You see poetry is not about 'making one comfortable'. It challenges us, provokes us, moves us..but never bores us....

I would like to add this to our blog roll if you dont mind? Thanks 4HisChurch..may I call you Dymphna?

Peace to you:)

Marie

Dymphna (4HisChurch) said...

Thanks so much for your kind comments, Marie. Sure, you may call me Dymphna (although, I confess, that is an internet name much like 4HisChurch is! :)

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