Inverted Commas


Words like “trust”
Like “faith”
Like “acceptance”
Come to mind

For “We” are
After all
Simply ripples
In an unfathomable ocean

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 January 16, 2017, in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. Ben I absolutely loved this poem, you said everything that need be said in a few lines and that is no easy feat. I relate to everything you said here, and then some, these are words to live by!

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  2. The essence of . . .

    On the other hand, are we really ripples or just a small part of a ripple that is repeated infinitely?

    I have been feeling small and time limited lately.

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