M. L. Kiser Poet Sijo

Giving Back

Growing old, like quartz and diamonds, the human being occludes.

The trials of life, leave cracks in the soul; grind the body back to dust.

All life recycles, in life after life; we all give back.

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Sandip Goswami January 10, 2015 at 3:13 AM Very good. I enjoyed it. Thank you very much. M. L. Kiser January 13, 2015 at 8:28 PM I am glad...thanks for reading and commenting.

Andrea Dietrich January 8, 2015 at 2:01 PM Ashes to ashes and dust to dust. At least we do not rust! (sorry, just had to do that silly rhyme). Very well done sijo. M. L. Kiser January 8, 2015 at 5:58 PM I am glad that we don't...thanks for your comment.

James Fraser January 8, 2015 at 11:35 AM This we do, and whilst being here, one has to make the most of it as I intend to do, and eventually I'll give myself back. Love these words of yours M.L.K. - James :) M. L. Kiser January 8, 2015 at 5:58 PM We do, indeed...thank you James.