Awaiting Still

Jun 26

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AWAITING STILL

Moment by moment
We find ourselves existing
Moment by moment
Whether awake or asleep
And why do eyes come in pairs?

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on June 26, 2015, in Poetry, Tanka and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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