On Immortality

Beauty, much desired to ever last,

Like beauty and fragrances of Eden,

Endlessly odorous, feeding the eyes,

Soul contented, wholesome feeling arises,

Greatness defies barriers of seasonal changes.

The question of immortality,

If there is, one would never migrate,

From realities of life to spirituality,

Suppleness in command, gray shoved aside,

Is forever young a possibility?

Reminiscing the youth, there was once,

Strong desires to ward off seasoned looks,

Craziness to dance till the last song,

In every beat of the heart and in every vein,

With ease blood does flow, free from dirt of life.

Partially in dreamland,

Balqis

The fountain of youth or the elixir of life, so priceless and sought after by many.  But is it really worth the chase?  When we can live forever, and have no fear of death, life will no longer have its mystery. 

Image Source:   Painting of Klimt- Tree of Immortality