Seemingly it surrounded us
The unknown
With its secret breath.
Toss about with doctrines
That confounded us
Heavens, hells, and death.
We stared into eternity
And being overwhelmed
Became a debilitating desperstion
Until at last we
became undone and condemmed
by our own frustration.
Life does not have a destination
It is a never ending process
Of unfolding beauty and inspiration
Behold it in every happiness
Become it, it will unfold you
With timeless sense that will behold you ever looking forward
And ever moving upward.
Cracks of light shine through this philosophical pondering of life and the ramifications of embracing those things that keep us from acchieving our goals and purpose for being on earth.
A good construct poet!
Might I suggest, respectfully, that you be more cautious with your spelling. A poem of this magnitude is marred by these oversights.
desperstion?
condemmed?
Richard
Reviewed by Margarita Caligaris (Reader)
Reviewed on June 26, 2006
Many gifted writers and poets reach the pinnacle of inspiration and artful creativity - and become famous - and enjoy a prestigious living. You, poet, you are the light of fame and the shining star of poetry and prose; and blessed shall be those that read your writings.
Thank you for showing the fruits of your poetic tree.
A beautiful composition of philosophical-spiritual wise poetic accomplishment... "Timeless" has paid its dues to Poetry's treasure,
and has delivered a profound message.
The Borderline Anti-Memory PastBook asks questions a diary does not ask and raises the questions to dialectics and answers them in a way a memory work does not answer questions.
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A good construct poet!
Might I suggest, respectfully, that you be more cautious with your spelling. A poem of this magnitude is marred by these oversights.
desperstion?
condemmed?
Richard
Thank you for showing the fruits of your poetic tree.
Margarita Caligaris
A beautiful composition of philosophical-spiritual wise poetic accomplishment... "Timeless" has paid its dues to Poetry's treasure,
and has delivered a profound message.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU