The heart of me

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The heart of me

What is at the heart
Of me,
The center of my being,
The axiom of my soul?
Is there the essence of the
maelstrom,
An ever whirling storm that
Twirls and spins, consuming
All that once was, the spring of hope,
the dying truths left to sputter and fade?
Is it the infinite circle
A beginning an end ever entwined
But never finding it reason,
its purpose,
its cause?
Or is it but a canvas,
Unfinished watercolor splashed upon
The darkened folds of chance
And possibility?
What is at the heart of me,
A conclusion not reached,
a verdict unfound,
a question…..?

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sameyers commented on The heart of me

03-15-2009

Beautiful!

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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Echo not 1
A prelude to the rain 0
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