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Nov 2013
every time I get close to something
that could potentially allow me to be
eternally grateful,
it is ripped away
from closeness
by the unbelievably unforgiving
force of the change of the flow of
Life
and I am reminded
of the harsh temporary presence
of everything good
(and everything bad,
if you wanna get down to it,
but those are easier to find)
and every smile
turns to frown
turns to smile
again...
but for how long?
every time something leaves
I am forced to let go
and I believe the trick is
no attachment
at all
except the inferior human brain
is focused on feelings
and escapes from today
-from right now-
into a million fleeting yesterdays
and for what?
the mere "comfortable" urge
never really fully satisfied because

there is no comfortable

there is no permanent

and there is no thing
that lasts forever
except maybe
the soul.
and when the soul
is no longer conjoined
with the human flesh
that weighed it down for years on end,
the soul
the soul
is free
is free
from all attachments.
attachments.
lilah raethe
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