The Confident Form Poem by Douglas Scotney
The Confident Form
...being stars themselves,
not just the dust of stars,
burnt and died repeatedly
in whatever form they took.
The confident form
took on laugh, grief, doubt,
eternity and forgiveness.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
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4/25/2024 6:20:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I have to wonder what came from somewhere. The poem, perhaps unintentionally, inspires confidence.