As I sit alone and wonder...wonder about the meaning of life...wonder why we are here...on this planet...what is our purpose...what is my purpose. Life seems like a dream sometimes..intricate tapestry of emotions, experiences and dreams all wrapped up and individually packaged for each person. Why am I here on this earth? A question asked a thousand times...before...and many will ask this question in the future...I sit and ponder..
Is life an illusion...some poets say it is....is it a beautiful dream...if so when I wake up what will be real...thoughts..thoughts...sometimes do you feel like your thoughts are not yours...like we are all connected...when someone thinks a thought of a laughter...someone somewhere smiles...like fingers all controlled by the same hand...and yet believing itself to be seperate...
If it is but a beautiful dream...then why is there sadness and pain...why is there suffering...why is there strife...but there also is love...happiness...harmony and peace....such a beautiful dream...how would you know peace..without knowing war..how would you know happy...without being sad...this eternal drama...love and peace...strife and sadness....playing out until one will triumph over the other...until only light...and love...exists...
Copyright God is ah Trini 2012
Copyright God is ah Trini 2012
Its the duality of Existence... One can never know love without knowing its opposite; how does one tell hot from cold? Love your poem... think you're on to something!!! Life is a Dream Live It!!!
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