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Thursday, June 7, 2012

The Creating of What I Create


No matter what I create,
it will decay and pass away.

No gate, no wall, no prison.
No work, no child, no art.
None will survive time.

It isn't what I create.
It's the creating of what I create.

Another reason to pay attention.

1 comment:

  1. Dr. MikeJune 7, 2012 at 8:33 PM

    The Purpose of Literature

    Words we shape to sing
    Burn candles in paper boats
    That drift between us.

    [Disposable Haiky June 7, 2012]
    Dr. Mike

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