On seeing the stormy sky
The poet thinks “man must die”.
He sees the young girl bloom
And says “she is destined for the tomb”.
Oh let us gather wild flowers
And not waste our powers
Trapped in ivory towers.
Beware the scholar’s domed head
For we are soon dead.
May our spirit fly
Ere we die
And are lost in endless sky.
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K Morris - Poet 
Well put and something we really need to always bear in mind. Puts in perspective what really is important; so much of what people think is vital is not.
Many thanks for your comment. Yes its important to keep things in perspective. Best wishes. Kevin
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Amen…great post…such talent! We are dead men (and women) walking because this Earth is not our home.
Many thanks for your kind words. I am delighted my poem struck such a chord with you. Kindest regards. Kevin