<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484826" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Poem For Another Friend Who Was Offended By My Stare....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you see a tree on top of a hill, <br>do you sometimes think that it can be something else? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or perhaps someone, perhaps it was once a man who had gone astray<br>and by bad karma, The Heavens, punished it to be a tree forever</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it cannot move when it rains, neither can it run against the storm<br>it is stuck, helpless on its immobility</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sometimes i think that way<br>i.e. making stories about those that cannot talk to me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is not a fabrication, far from a lie, it is just trying to know<br>what we have not seen or felt before, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">everything can be, <br>everyone can be someone else</div><div style="margin:10px 0">depending on who sees it and when<br>or where and why, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and so when i see you, i sometimes stare at you<br>and you get offended, and i do not explain, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i imagine you as greater than yourself<br>the possible brightest star in the sky</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or another sun in the future of another galaxy<br>far away from me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as i regress into ash, into another grain of sand, <br>into nothingness that you perhaps have not ever imagined<br>even for once.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484826" data-title="A Poem For Another Friend Who Was Offended By My Stare.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="when you see a tree on top of a hill, do you sometimes think that it can be something else? or perhaps someone, perhaps it was once a man who had gone astray and by bad karma, The Heavens, punished it to be a tree forever it cannot move when i..."></div> </div> </div>

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