When in my dips of disrepair
I think I see the truth revealed
as awakened from a trance.
But as I journey back to joy
it's knowing I'd forgotten that
which is higher in the truth.
Even so, at all times, I
am beaten with grave knowledge:
my life is ever limited;
my wants can't co-exist.
And so I must accept this cap
on how my days will fill me.
I know I can't have everything.
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