that itch never leaves, does it? i keep waiting for the peace/contentment that supposedly comes with age, and it never arrives. Maybe now not to start/join the revolution, but to make/do/be something different, something lasting, something worthwhile...
How true,Jason! Something lasting n worthwhile...till our voices and that whisper unite n flow together in the stream of the collective human consciousness...
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Another beautifully phrased mind puzzle poem, Sherifa. I am so glad you are back and safe and sound. Being is doing.
Thanks Po! I am so glad to see you here:)
that itch never leaves, does it? i keep waiting for the peace/contentment that supposedly comes with age, and it never arrives. Maybe now not to start/join the revolution, but to make/do/be something different, something lasting, something worthwhile...
How true,Jason!
Something lasting n worthwhile...till our voices and that whisper unite n flow together in the stream of the collective human consciousness...
Peace.
can I say that your writing has jumped up to a new level? Loved this one.
Thank you Harmonie, I am flattered!
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