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Tomorrow...

Quietly,
I step away.

Head down,
the salt betrays
how I really feel.

I tried,
I really tried,
but I don't understand,
I've never understood...

what any of this means.

Shoulders slumped,
in silent defeat,
perhaps I was never meant to...

...perhaps tomorrow
      my heart will open
            and understanding will come.


Erigeneia © June 2008

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  • Crescitvirtus
    June 12

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    Do we ever really understand I wonder? We do what we do in the hope that it is for the best, with the best of intentions (hopefully) and wisdom borne of experience (hopefully). But do we ever really understand? Sometimes I think not also, and the salt I carry is my only clue to the fact.