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Ordained So many directions, yet the consequences predetermined. What lies in-between, is what’s far-reaching. Not it’s dawn, or dusk. To have peace, one must contain the thoughts. To have joy, one must fathom the feelings. To have turbulence, one must construct it. To have failure, one must formulate it. For in the end, life is remembered, only for the spirit, within it’s duration. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2006-05-06 15:58:59
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.50000
Thomas,
You always hit the nail on it's head!
For in the end,
life is remembered,
only for the spirit,
within it’s duration.
We are cause and affect of our actions.
Responsability is the 'word'.
Love your work!
Dellena