Lamentations
by Sharon Ludan
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Is the beauty not enough now, midst all the gloom and pain? Can’t you soothe your soul with moonlight, sea...sky, wind…rain? What of those big questions that echo a refrain: What should I… How can I… Why am I even…? Why? Why? You may well ask; there will be no reply. Don’t scream to the heavens or beat the sweet earth. Appeal to the flowers for all that is worth. Spill your gross lamentations in obscure verse; there will be no sign from the mute universe. Birds will still sing… waves crash… stars shine. The answer is not theirs to reveal -- it is yours to divine. |
