Life-Surfing, Or The Meek Will Enter... Poem by Lev Brekhman

Life-Surfing, Or The Meek Will Enter...



Among the whims of being - not being
You're swimming madly - to..?
As if along a vibrating string,
You are vibrating, too.
After beginning there is - end
The wave is low or peaked?
Who could you here so send?
You are not struggling, meek.

Monday, October 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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