The days are long,
But the nights seem longer,
Arduous hours
Making pointless paper,
And you start to question
The human condition;
This strange great ape
Reduced to great depression.
When the silence hits
And tears fall like diamonds,
You are the end result
Of the love of thousands;
Your blood and bones
Carry firmament of stars
Those constellations you count -
They're what you are.
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Author:
SerenWise (
Offline) - Published: June 22nd, 2019 22:04
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
I cam to these fine words late because I have been away for a few days.... but no sooner am I back, than they are thoroughly enjoyed ... more eyes need to focus upon this page.. at least in my opinion....... Neville
How powerful these words of reflection - -- a compelling feel of mysterious truth in this read Seren.
Very powerful my friend
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