Tethered

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Do not be afraid; our fate it
Cannot be taken from us; it is a gift.
In that book which is my memory,
On the first page of the chapter that is the day when I first met you,
Appear the words, ‘Here begins a new life’.

In the middle of the journey of our life I found myself within a dark woods where the straight way was lost.
The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain. Those who lie asleep will never waken fame, and one's desire and all life drift past like a dream, and the traces of one's memory fade from time like smoke in air, or ripples on a stream.

The day that people allow true love to appear, those things which are well made will fall into confusion and will overturn everything we believe to be right and true, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.

 


Submitted: May 06, 2021

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