Birth-Life-Death-
Claudia Ma Skyline High PTSA 2.6.70
November 14,2008
Without a flash or spark of light,
Eyes open in the glow of Night.
He sheds the heavy blanket dim
To stretch small arms prepared to swim.
Forbidden thus to flounder slight,
Sun must succeed with all his might,
For higher, higher he must rise
To stay above the ocean. Skies.
O Sun, what powers hidden there
Within your heart of golden flare,
To you, give light and means to be,
While you float calmly in the sea?
How life has life! In vibrant Day
There will in end come to decay
Since every birth has death as friend
A mortal wound Time's gift to send.
You bleed, O Sun! Like scarlet flood,
Bursts forth in torrents of bright blood,
To stain the skies with rainbow red,
The skies, the seas, the Sun's own bed.
Bruises, violet, blue, grow dark
Deeper and deeper they make their mark.
Slow death takes Sun, who sinks away
And brings new life to a new Day.
My poem reflects my perception of "Wow!" as the awe-inspiring cycle of birth, life, death. As Sun, Sky, Day, Night, and Time are timeless and universal elements of our world, I personified them in order to express the process of being's existence and the ability to create life common in all living things. "Birth-Life-Death" speaks of the struggle for life and the sacrifice some give to continue the cycle of life.
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