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Poetic T May 2014
My words will die with me
silence will fall, the voice
that was heard will be silent
once more.

I will fall to eternal sleep, my
body will never again rise in
the morning again. My eyes
now forever closed, never to
see the sun rise up or the sun
sets fall.

My soul has departed to that
other place, my body no longer
calling it home. My words will
no longer be heard, but they
can read my words, and you
will get to know me even though
I have long gone.
Seán Mac Falls May 2014
In mute fields of sun  .  .  .
Angels' wings hum from heaven,
  .  .  .  Flock of swans fly by.
Seán Mac Falls May 2014
Circle strands of life  .  .  .
Ocean sprays bones risen,
  .  .  .  Open conches nest.
From Wikipedia:

" . . . It has since become clear, however, that the uncertainty principle is inherent in the properties of all wave-like systems, and that it arises in quantum mechanics simply due to the matter wave nature of all quantum objects. . . "

Shankha (Sanskrit: शंख Śaṇkha, pronounced [ˈɕəŋkʰə]) is a conch shell which is of ritual and religious importance in both Hinduism and Buddhism. The shankha is the shell of a species of large predatory sea snail, Turbinella pyrum, which lives in the Indian Ocean.

In Hinduism, the shankha is a sacred emblem of the Hindu preserver god Vishnu. It is still used as a trumpet in Hindu ritual, and in the past was used as a war trumpet.

Shankha's significance is traced to the nomadic times of the animists who used the sound emanating from this unique shell to drive away evil demons of whom they were scared.  The same is still believed in Hinduism.  Over the centuries, the shankha was adopted as one of the divine symbols of Hinduism.

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