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Neha Singh

Abstract Inspirational Others


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Neha Singh

Abstract Inspirational Others


Truth

Truth

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Each truth is just a scrim across the darkness.

We cannot see what most we’d like to know.

We drive among sheer cliffs in the pale moonlight.

Unsure of where we are or where to go.


When we allow our heads to make our choice.

We lose because of what we cannot see.

When we give way and let desire take us.

We lose because we want what cannot be.


We inch along the dream-lit rocky ridges.

Knowing always, always we must lose.

The end for all is darkness everlasting.

And so it matters less which road we choose.


What matters is the beauty of sheer being.

The gifts we have and those we will become.

The ecstasy of loving so completely.

That we ourselves are more than minds can plumb.


Love well, and know that love ends in pain.

Be a fool and pay the unmarked price.

Be generous of self, and passion gain.

One who never loses, loses twice.



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