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“Aporia”

I used to be so certain,

And now I’m not so sure.

And suddenly people have emerged

Where only caricatures walked before,

Playing predictable roles.

 

I used to be so certain,

And now I’m not so sure.

And suddenly problems have emerged,

Where formulas assuaged before,

Promising cheap success.

 

I used to be so certain

And now I’m not so sure.

And suddenly

I must be free.

What was I before?

~Sj, 2013

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6 thoughts on ““Aporia””

    1. You are welcome, Friend. I was thinking today that I so often write about Love because of the way it has been a healing presence in my life. What I don’t often express as well is how profoundly doubt and even despair and hopelessness played (and still plays) a role in my becoming more receptive to Love. And, I still have many days when I feel doubt more than Love. And I honor all of those days.

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