Tuesday, November 24, 2015


How long this life shall remain shrouded
Between glitters of joy and
blackness of desperation;
The water visible but not the ocean!

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  1. Good question, if I may offer this as an answer--it will remain shrouded only as long as it takes to take the first breath and the period of time 'til the last one. Then comes the moving on to clear light of life.

  2. That is one of the biggest ironies of the human world. Some resolve it by leaving everything and living at peace. Others struggle in desperation trying to achieve the unachievable, and keep it unresolved.

  3. As I find myself more willing to open my eyes and truly see, I get more glimpses of the ocean .... I like this poem.