The Lord God
Formed the man from dust
Of the ground
Formed the man from dust
And breathed into his nostrils
The breath of life, and
If only I had
Never come into being
Or had been carried
Straight from womb
I had been carried
To the grave.
Job’s Lament
16 Apr 2012 2 Comments
in 3-5-3, Haiku/Senryu/17 Syllables, Poetry, Word Prompt Tags: being, Genesis 2:7, Job 10:19, Job 39:1, Job 39:19, Poetry
Apr 20, 2012 @ 00:35:05
This is very deep… and in any case when one looks at ‘being’ it has to be deep.. thanks!! RS:)
Apr 20, 2012 @ 02:12:54
Thank you–I agree. “Being” is a very complex concept, and such a lovely prompt