We can appreciate the energy in art
and feel strong in the transfusion,
but then time keeps dripping,
the curse of the beauty drinker.
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If you keep yourself sober, you won't get yourself deceived, tho!
I how wondered that too..perhaps we all need a miracle...the ending lines of this poem are precious jewels 'In the meantime, silently, the mysterious order of truth moves forward. ' Pia
yes most often we do look in the wrong places. Most often we don't know what we want. We stand still yet. I connected with this poem for a personal reason. Truth moves forward. Truth is always difficult to accept.