Disturbances Errands Difficulties Pains Of Life Poem by Shalom Freedman

Disturbances Errands Difficulties Pains Of Life



DISTURBANCES ERRANDS DIFFICULTIES PAINS OF LIFE

Disturbances, errands, difficulties, pains of life
And no time no time no time -
Self- made anxiety
And self- made frustration-
For what can I really do anyway?

A few lines of my own
In the silence of my own inner listening?
A complaint made in such a way
As to have a certain music and beauty?
Just peace inside as my own words come
And not all this clamoring to do things from outside?

A moment now here now is all I have today
Before the endless errands begin.

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