If there was a switch
Allowing us to exit
No one would be left

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 July 8, 2015, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Something to think about. Surely in my ’20’s I would have thrown the switch. But now – no way! Life is grand.

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  2. Since everyone is exiting I think I’ll hang around. 🙂

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  3. About that switch…… Good thing (?) it’s not that easy to cease to exist? It’s all in one’s perspective.

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