Sunday, July 7, 2013
The Darkened Hall
The Darkened Hall
The curtain's fallen. The players all have left.
And yet I sit within the darkened hall,
The voices of the play still echoing...
And if I sit enough, perhaps I'll see
The curtain rise -- and see the play begin --
Another play, perhaps, and yet the same,
As I sit watching in the darkened hall...
2013 July 6th, Sat
Brooklyn
Labels:
Birth and Death,
Continuity,
Maya,
Meditation,
Memory,
Observation,
Parting,
Recognition,
Regret,
Sorrow,
Stillness,
Transience
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