Small Mercies: Four By Six


We’re stuck here forever
Yes it may be painful
We have eternity
So what’s with the big rush?

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 May 21, 2019, in Four By Six, Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. I’ve wondered that myself more than once.

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  2. Just so, we must take our time…

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