Another day

Proverbs 1:6 New English Translation (NET Bible)

To discern the meaning of a proverb and a parable 
the sayings of the wise and their riddles.

 

 

Another day

 

Another year faded into the “habitual” and was overtaken by the usual lack of sense.

Does time really matter or is it fictional and seems through indifference totally dense?

 

Is it like a vacuum in a petrified forest infected by the dreams I lost long ago

Now they turned into stone, and what I possessed just to exist, in a fatal thought syndrome?

 

Is not every day another year’s end to appear just in time as a “factual” illusion?

Yesterday and tomorrow already blend together into oneness by today’s inclusion.

 

The supernatural may appear as common, but is surely not understood by me

For my thoughts and my longings are setting boundaries limiting me to be free.

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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