At what point is one beginning
At what point the other end
The singer from the singing
The lover from the friend?

The moment of elation
From the knowledge of the fall
The victorious jubilation
From the rising to the call?

At what point the law of reason
Extricated from the heart
Is there ever true a season
That distinguishes its start?

Winter bows itself to spring
Just as night reveals the morn
So what adult do we bring
By a new child that is born?

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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9 Responses to Transition

  1. rawencounterswithestella says:

    Beautiful. Simply beautiful. 🙂

  2. beautifuldreams42 says:

    Love this so much. Thank you for sharing it!!

  3. punkycoletta says:

    Really cool. I am so glad I found your blog because I have been wanting to read some new poetry lately but didn’t know where to look. I found some, yay!

  4. Ray says:

    “The Singer from the singing, the Lover from the Friend…” Love that line. I re-read this 3 times. Very well written… you have a gift.

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