I am myself Alone: a poemThe wind that used to stagger my stride
now
encourages the fall.
The mind that demanded that I write
now
demands that I fall.
The fall that looked so deep
now
never looked so shallow.
jweb
This is Jeremy Weber. A young man on the verge of some very old ideas.
Thanks for the visit and the great comment, Jeremy.
ReplyDeleteThis poem applies to mankind in many ways. But sometimes we have to emulate the humble turtle - we need to stick our neck out to make progress.
Do keep in touch. ......