My biggest fear since I was small has
ever been fear of boring nothingness
I commiserated with the animals for
their confinement to the here and now
and their enslavement to nature’s cycles
desperately seeking my own escape
through mind- power and ethereal
thoughts, but today I realize BEING is
JOY –only I am bereft of that privilege
of joyful being through my allergy…
I’m so glad to know the goodness of
the universe, but my question is
why was I born without the ability
to enjoy being ‘per se’, confined
to discomfort and pain – why was
I left out of everything? And will
this Cinderella ever get to go
to the ball?
every woman is a cinderella in her own realm whether she can go to a ball or not......well expressed feelings in verse.....
Brillant as usuaual Marielise. I have new posts, wanna read them? Just type in my name a top where it says theodora onken...and flick through as there are 6 or 8 new ones! By the way, this is a 10, and you, your already Cinderella in my book! Theo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
every woman is a cinderella in her realm......well expressed feelings.........