at the threshold of

September 21, 2014

at the threshold of
death, the air vibrates,
shimmers as though
at sea, speaking in
salty whispers – life
returning to life,
nature prevailing
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Written by yi-ching lin Posted in art, life, personal, poetry, reflections, thoughts, writing Tagged with autumn, autumn leaves, daily prompt, death, dying, fall, life, nature, poetry, salt, sea, shimmer, threewordsaday, vibrations