"Where have all the flowers gone?"

Streams of light

leaving golden streaks behind ….

Might they be angels

echoing chants of magic

into the unknown skies?

Newely formed

emerging everywhere

and yet

light… so light…

Farewell golden angels!!!

Life is this immense garden

where flowers grow

and flourish for some time…

but soon they will have to go …

like white swans in a flight

over the rainbow

uttering a far- reaching sound

to a timeless place

full of intense light ….

(dedicated to our beloved ones who have already left)