Personalized Poem by Sandra Feldman
Personalized
Even though, I have solved nothing,
I have learned to think
Or at least think, I have.
I cannot take anything for granted,
In this world there is
So much deceit and bluff.
More Time passes,
More I realize,
That you are your own world,
Looking in from the outside.
As a great Spanish philosopher once said:
'I am I, and my circumstances'
We are All so Alone,
In this tearful valley called Life.
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4/19/2024 9:34:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Life is a procession. Life, as you suggest, is a procession to a kind of solitude. If that solitude is peace and and self-awareness, perhaps we can be optimistic that the journey isn't all bad. This is a terrific poem, Sandra.