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Mar 14, 2022
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Cogito, ergo sum.
There is a brilliance
in this darkness
that even the blind
will see.
There is a symphony
in this silence - -
A heaven - for me.
We are but a breeze
amidst a storm at sea
This precarious spark
We-- humanity.
Obi.
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Candlewitch
3 years 4 months ago
hello Obi,
I love this poem... but don't understand the meaning of the title. could you educate me? sometimes I feel like I'm one of the number of the blind. yet every now and then I get a flash of light behind closed eyelids.
these are my favorite lines of this piece:
We are but a breeze
amidst a storm at sea
This precarious spark
We-- humanity.
respectfully, Cat
Obadiah Grey
3 years 4 months ago
hiya, Witcy.
hiya, Witcy.
Cogito, ergo sum.... I think, therefore I am..... René Descartes.
Perhaps tad pretentious of me to use as a title,
but the poem was written at a time when I questioned,,,, is all this shit worth it?
I can now happily report after much cogitation......... Yes!
Thank you so much for stopping by dear Lady.
Obi.
Obadiah Grey
3 years 4 months ago
Hello you old Dog you!
Hello you old Dog you!
Scary stuff at the moment, Mark.
The world is teetering,
lets hope there is a God. Mate.
Obi,,,,,,(hope you're well.)