Get Your Premium Membership

Deathwards Poems - Poems about Deathwards


Premium MemberDeathwards Go I

...Deathwards go I—
Through this needle’s narrowing eye
Called Life, — 
With mortal Thread stitched—.

If garment be weaved—
From Life by the Weaver’s loom;
Then weaved was 
I by Him— ‘til worn ...
...
Continue reading...
Categories: deathwards, death, irony, metaphor, philosophy,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things