a poem
is the perspiration
of a life in motion
the pores
of your sanity must cry
salty tears
in order for you to laugh..........
a poem
Re: a poem
if we never knew sadness
how would we identify joy
what tools would we use to measure our existence
how would we compare good with bad, with indifferent
if we never saw a sunset
how would we paint our masterpiece
how would we identify joy
what tools would we use to measure our existence
how would we compare good with bad, with indifferent
if we never saw a sunset
how would we paint our masterpiece
the death of empathy is the birth of barbarism
Re: a poem
A poem. A capture of a moment between hi and lo, east, west, right, left, up or down, pure journey, between thoughts.
Re: a poem
"if we never knew sadness
how would we identify joy
what tools would we use to measure our existence
how would we compare good with bad, with indifferent
if we never saw a sunset
how would we paint our masterpiece"
duality... can't be without it.
well done.
how would we identify joy
what tools would we use to measure our existence
how would we compare good with bad, with indifferent
if we never saw a sunset
how would we paint our masterpiece"
duality... can't be without it.
well done.
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Allow not destiny to intrude upon Now
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Allow not destiny to intrude upon Now
