There is no me, but I am doing
just fine a contradiction that is so
intertwined what defines self without
the word my, the question is why
Apart from the idea of self we are but
a leaf on a tree of everything we sought
to know or deny eternally constant
outside the catchment of our mortal mind
That is so embroiled within distraction that
it's difficult to find truth, light, and peace so
we cease and follow the herd that leaf on
a tree there is no you without me
We are all part of the universe so we don't
need to reach for the stars the fabric of motion
completes us all as a pin drop in the ocean
which defines us all as one human race
without a face
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Hi, Zigs!
Glad to see your writing!
A very interesting and intriguing verse!
āWe are but a leaf on a treeā
ā...itās s difficult to find truth, light, and peace...ā
So we are one of many in this universe without the me, my, I, mine...
just āa pin drop in the oceanā...
Part of āone human race without a faceā
You have captured the essence of the earthlings on this planet! Rather bleak...
hence the bar code?
~Laura~
I Laura many thanks for your comment you really have a knack for seeing into a write
to explain it so well I just wrote this just before posting so thanks for your comment
always so glad to have your words on my poem you are good at commenting best regards
Youāre very welcome!
Thank you for your comments! I like the feedback! Have a great weekend!š
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