Fear of existence
By Parson Thru
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So, then,
have I said too much?
Felt more deeply than I should?
Walked naively through the gossamer thread
where danced the morning sun?
From the fathoms of her eyes
comes the reply:
Not yet, but be mindful where you tread.
She rotates the world,
inquisitive and thoughtful,
tracing complex diagrams in sand.
In this vastness, we are nothing,
yet it’s defined through our need to understand.
I want to speak,
but watch the sunlight playing in her hair instead.
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A pensive poem of awareness
A pensive poem of awareness that asks the questions: Who am I? Why do I exist?
Hope I've got the meaning right, it was just the way I percieved it.
Loved the lines:
Walked naively through the
gossamer thread
where danced the
morning sun?
Simply beautifu!
Jenny.
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Pretty and deep, I liked the
Pretty and deep, I liked the final line finding beauty and peace in moments amongst the thoughts. Lovely images throughout - 'rotates the world' / 'tracing complex diagrams in sand'. Great work
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