Some tears roll rough
like bumpy worlds
of black-hole dust
in a galaxy of why?
.
But some fall smooth
like polished moons
that seek the light
in a universe of why not?
.
(c) 1995, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
September 16, 2011 by Betty Hayes Albright
Some tears roll rough
like bumpy worlds
of black-hole dust
in a galaxy of why?
.
But some fall smooth
like polished moons
that seek the light
in a universe of why not?
.
(c) 1995, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
Beautiful sentiment. I love the simplicity of this poem and the challenge to see things from both a place that acknowledges confusion and a sense of being lost and a place of courage.
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Thank you, Stephanie – I appreciate your comment, and your understanding of the poem!
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