Which is the greater mystery? Love or self-awareness? Both are formless, Yet take on many forms. Both intangible, One cannot grasp them. Try to catch a wave in the ocean, Or hold a candle’s flame. Gaze in the mirror long enough, And whom do you see? Love and self can both be prisons, Or setContinue reading “Love and self-awareness”
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Blues
Don’t feel like eating, Don’t feel like writing, Can’t stop the crying, Can’t fight the sucking down, down, no name, no reason, try to think outward, of others, but it’s gripped me and I’m drowning. It will pass away eventually, always does, like storms, and hurricanes, it hits without warning, wreaks devastation and moves on,Continue reading “Blues”
An Unexpected Life 