On Living
living is odd
we cling to it
tire of it
resent it
wonder at it
soak in it every day
the fish searching for the ocean
how strange that
awareness of our own existence
can be both blessing
and curse
a jagged mirror
by which we can both see
and cut ourselves
how can i have one and not the other?
how can i find strength and encourage my brother?
there is no way I fear
but to live my own mystery
to gaze deep into my wells
and pray i live life
well...
maybe
just maybe
my sister will catch my gaze
tire of it
resent it
wonder at it
and find
their own treasured waters
in which to swim -rrf
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