people standing around
jumping to give birth
to a short life on earth
without preparation
equipped with intuition
While diving we are living
attention we are giving
to how long we can hold
our breath and mold
the style of our glide
gentle or with fight
Soon we have to come up
to surface and show what
depending on our aim
deserves eternal shame
or inspires others’ dive
for the better to strive
The pond of life once left
looking back to ones best
we are still in the same
eternal spiritual game
yet don’t miss any chance
for personal growth advance
Love your artwork and your poem. Nice to meet you!
Thank you; appreciate that a lot! Happy to be connected too! All the best!
Well done!
I thank you for the “follow.” I shall endeavor to inform and amuse…and, above all, always try to be interesting. continue…
Thank you too! And indeed, let’s continue …