Amongst a myriad of discontent, I search.
Your truth is my lie, my truth to you dose not apply.
Yet I search for truth amongst all life’s lies.
This was the start of I poem I started writing when I was a youngster at school. I was twelve at the time I wrote it and I have to say here I am nearly thirty years later trying to understand and finish the poem I start back then. In a way I don’t think I am ever going to finish this poem.
Over the last couple of days of post in the forums I have wondered if I should not ask you all to finish it for me. If nothing else I hope it will allow every one to understand that even though we are all basically the same, yet none of us are the same.
So here is the some what Zen part. If every thing equally has a right to be and is neither, right or wrong. You are no more right or wrong than me, in my bid to find my way through life as I am no more right or wrong about you in your bid to be in life. Take the first three lines of my poem and adapt them to express your view on your life. I am even going to try and finish the poem that has eluded me for more than twenty nine years.
Please try you best
Love
Sara
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Life is to short to be sad and cry.
Bring out your inner Joy.
Smile in the sun and enjoy life.
Blessed be.