Meet Me There

What right hath the world to make it’s demands on me? As it were I have mentioned it’s cold facet and madness.


We scramble to assemble order

throw arms into open borders.


The line between surrender

that would tear a soul asunder.


Have we the strength of mind

to lovingly give meaning and define?


What moves us from our place

so that we might longingly embrace;


The world without a single care.

When you find it meet me there.



Categories: Inner Thoughts, Poetry

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3 replies

  1. Love the questions raised in this poem!
    “Have we the strength of mind
    to lovingly give meaning and define?”
    We still have a lot to learn.
    Dwight

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