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À Propos de la Mort et la Renaissance

"Le Mort" - Muntinlupa, 22 May 2015
“Le Mort” – Muntinlupa, 22 May 2015

we stand

at the

crossroads:

each dying

a hundred –

a thousand –

little deaths

with each

day

that passes.

 

each death

each sorrow

each fall

that happens

is not

the end,

is never

the end;

but

each is a

beginning

each is a

rebirth.

 

we are

phoenixes

rising from

the ashes

of our

trials

failures

foibles

faults;

made stronger

made wiser

with each

day

that passes.

 

lessons from

the past

experiences in

the present

hopes for

the future:

everything

is a

new beginning;

everything

is a

rebirth.

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Author:

Midge started her career in PR writing at seventeen when she began drafting documentaries for a government-run television station in the Philippines. Since then, she made a career in advertising and public relations which ended earlier this year. These days, she works for a corporate governance advocacy in Makati. Aside from what she does for a living and her poetry, she has turned her home kitchen into a personal culinary lab and is currently working on another novel.

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