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Saturday, September 13, 2008

Matinee Muse 9

In The Wrong Hands...
Temporarily


SEEING THE LIGHT

Sleeping gets me dreaming
Waking gets me thinking
All day long I’m working
What is this thing called ‘life’?
Dreaming is just a thought
Thinking is just hard work
Working is just my life
Life is just like a dream
Dreams turn into nightmares
Thoughts become ideas
Working becomes a drag
Life is always too short
Finalise my labours,
Concepts, vitality
When I meet my maker
My life will become death
At the very moment
I give myself to God
All I’ve thought, dreamed, worked for
Will make it all worth while
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7 comments:

  1. JP/debSeptember 13, 2008 at 1:54 PM

    Seeing the light indeed! You've put things in perspective with this poem. Brilliant. JP/deb

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  2. totomaiSeptember 14, 2008 at 7:14 AM

    i always thought that our existence is just but a long dream. :-) nicely written

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  3. Annie JeffriesSeptember 14, 2008 at 3:04 PM

    Must admit, I was curious as to where this was heading. Happily, the ending (or is it another beginning?) is positive and totally inspiring.

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  4. Stan SkiSeptember 14, 2008 at 3:06 PM

    Thanks to:
    jp/deb; Resign yourself to a mundane life, or find a purpose for it - I know its not the same for everyone, but beliefs, whatever they are, are important.
    totami; or perhaps a short one - who knows?

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  5. Stan SkiSeptember 14, 2008 at 3:08 PM

    Thanks annie; There has to be a reason for everything - why not a reward as well?

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  6. anthonynorthSeptember 14, 2008 at 5:15 PM

    Almost mystical in content today. I really liked this.

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  7. Stan SkiSeptember 15, 2008 at 1:37 PM

    Thanks anthonynorth; Sooner or later we ask the question - why? Up to the individual what the answer may be.

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