When thinking what the end of life must be,
What's gained when earthly peoples live divisively?
How long will karma drive mankind apart?
Cannot belief be both a science and an art?
There is this crossing over--a shadowy spot
Where silhouette's blend as an overlapping blot.
These shadows, as one, we cannot understand.
They conceal much--like a magician's sleight of hand.
There is no sense storming fate--all must acquiesce. Purpose in life is the fate God's planned for us.
Purpose is the key to unlocking a lot of unfulfilled lives. We need to find out what we are meant to do here. I enjoyed reading this poem. You got me thinking...
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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