Nature is
cruel enough.
What
humans do to ourselves
and each
other – what’s the point?
Compassion or some quest for
wisdom?
Random
moving through space, through time,
through
sufferings so we know we’re here?
One
puzzling issue:
People
who do evil seem to think so much
better of
themselves than those who strive
to do
good.
So much
ultimate beauty
Yes,
those surprise sunrise glories,
chilling
heart crying stories, songs that
won’t
stop singing through every step
of your
day that makes those days less
onerous
to carry through.
Who we
are in silent spaces of our own
self-pondering, wandering in
wonder.
3/20-4/7/22
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