There is a process
they say
where a flower
can grow
and over time
die
the leaves, the petals
and the sun within
decompose
and turn to carbon
then
under pressure
coal emerges
then
under pressure
a diamond
such beauty
from the crushing
like all that was left
was the light
the cold, clear light of
flower’s end
Harnessing Chaos 
Death where is your victory! One of my favorite bible verses, 1 Corinthians 15:55. Thanks for posting a wonderful poem that shows forth such great hope! Well done.
j
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Thank you! In keeping with that theme you should read John Donne\’s poem \’Death Be Not Proud\’ or Dylan Thomas\’s poem \’Do Not Go Gently into that Good Night\’. In fact I will post them.
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