I have often questioned,
are the troubles of man
of mannish trouble?
The intellectual cursed
with intellect,
The wealthy afflicted
by weath,
The anguished consumed
in anguish.
Overhead, a bird;
flying above burdened man
amongst clouds unclouded.
An entire existence
fixed upon the horizon,
to reach the unreachable.
Soaring into the setting sun,
One wonders...
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
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