Wednesday, May 20, 2009

33 pages of contemplation..now a poem

A ship at sea
A baby in a cradle

Fooled into accepting the sanctuary
of the rocking world.

Lulled into peace amidst the uncertainty
by the dancing mobile of stars.

Nothing has meaning,
yet nothing is meaningless
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3 comments:

  1. GailMay 21, 2009 at 7:40 AM

    Hi Alisha-

    Very nice poem. "Lulled into peace amidst the uncertainty......." great line, with intense meaning.

    Love Gail,
    peace.....

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  2. ValMay 21, 2009 at 8:55 AM

    um. wow.

    I'll be pondering this one for a long while...

    Thank you for sharing your condensed thoughts; I have to admit I'd love to read the other 32 and a half pages....
    : )

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  3. AlishaMay 21, 2009 at 9:04 AM

    Thanks Gail & Val!

    Val-Once I clean up the full version I'd be happy to email it to you. I assume Mick has your email. I will forward to him as ask that he send it along.

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