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Nov 2024
Mired in the ruins
     of the past-
    the whys of life
    upon me cast-

    it seemed to be

   forests without trees
  no water in the seas
  
  no greenness in the meadows
  no light,  only dark shadows

  soundless voices
  chagrin,    no joys

  love buried
  can't be reached

  Now:

the resurrection
the redemption

the letting go
not wanting to hold

the whys evaporate
when the self begins to liberate
all doubts fade
life to celebrate
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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