The Mystery We Are Poem by Sandra Feldman
The Mystery We Are
Thoughts that come,
And thoughts that go,
Why they come,
We'll never know
What makes you,
The one you are?
Each a Mystery,
Great by far.
Therapists,
Have tried to help,
But even they,
Get tangled,
In themselves.
Creo que te entiendo perfectamente, Sandra. Quizás es gracias a mi propia locura!
You got the point! We are all more or less unstable, a mystery to ourselves and to others'. this is my feeling, which you don't have to agree with or accept. but remember De musico, poeta y loco, todos tenemos un poco We all have in us some of the madness of the musician and the poet w
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/13/2024 2:52:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well-done. Has an attitude about it. Not the usual Sandra Feldman attitude but a very valid one all the same. I really am enamored with this piece. It's sassy, it's understanding, it's questing, it's compassionate, and it's just a teensy bit mocking in the last five lines but mocking in a we're all together in this kind of way... not a hurtful way.. It's... It's Just Got Attitude, Love it.10++++++++ and on my fav list