Wednesday, May 24, 2017


Two years shy of sixty
I feel I should have words of wisdom
To share?

And maybe I do
But then again
What has not been shared already?

Yet those words would not be mine
But words of the ancients
Of those more enlightened than I?

Surely not
I too have survived the onslaughts of life
Have I not yet reached enlightenment?

En the ment of light
Light to more clearly see outlines of shadows
And the inside curves of reality

may 24, 2017

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