"Nonetheless here we are: both of us left to wonder"
My Truth is in Your Beauty
People and trees are marked by the times in which they grow Both shaped by the storms and bent by the winds as they blow Even rocks and mountains rise and fall as do we all People have so little time to notice as they go We never see where we are going till we are there
By then it is too late to notice too late to care And we never know why just as we never know where We arrive if we do how or why we are alive
Nonetheless here we are: both of us left to wonder
And not about arrival but simply survival I have given up trying to find out what is true The one known in this unknown is that I feel alone All I know is that survival feels better with you My truth is in your beauty and that will have to do
Your writing is beautiful, Steven, and lonely; and light and dark. Truly it is better to walk the lonely path with someone, rather than alone. Well done. Peace.
This rings with the bitter truth of reality but is tempered by the thought that we are not alone. When we have love the rest is immaterial, we will die, live, fail or succeed regardless. It is just nicer when we have someone to share life with
Welcome to Hell on Earth, boys.
Andersonville POW camp...
Russell's battle-worn body looked defeated. He was a Union soldier; she was a Confederate nurse. But when Rosa looked into his eyes, she saw pure determination. He looked fo
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