The Great Mystery Poem by Sandra Feldman
The Great Mystery
In amazement,
I gaze at the open Sky,
It's infinity,
And wonder Why,
We're here?
For what purpose is Life?
If sooner or later,
Everything Dies.
Sunday, June 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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5/4/2024 12:49:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I have no answer this time, Sandra. Perhaps purpose is not the point. Peace