Poem · January 1, 2014
The Hard Way
But also,disappointment, sadness, and dissatisfactioncan likewise bring one to pause.Sometimes sufficiently such thatone simply does not resumeany former threads.When past involvement begins to rise,so too does sicknessover disappointment past.Simultaneous, palpable dissatisfaction.Nowhere to go,unpleasant,thus coming to rest.No reason to rise,thus becoming still.Plain and bare,now without grasping.At rest,then eventually,at ease.And with sufficient hurthope’s ambition might notnow get too far –but insteadI let go again…