Mediocrity unstoppably thus
Sliding through this life desperate for more
Anticipating discovery that
Has not, will not come
Someday’s promise has left without farewell
Its vacancy a silent earthquaking
Destabilizing a soul’s wish for more
Than comme si comme ca
Blinking good morning to another day
Thought’s purpose anchored in last night’s dream
Belief created in spirit’s whimsy
Gives hope’s effort life
I love the lines:
“Belief created in spirit’s whimsy
Gives hope’s effort life”
I’ve don’t think I’ve ever really thought about what keeps hope alive. (Though when it goes missing, I think about it a lot.) Beautifully and profoundly, put.
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Thank you for the kind response. I am happy you appreciated and understood my words.
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