<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485303" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>About Your Denial....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not think that i am speaking of death<br>your view must be limited like an afternoon without hope for light</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have pocketed a smile<br>as though you are preparing for your usual cry</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not think that life has gone awry<br>like the glass that spilled the milk <br>rolled on the table and fell on the floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the sound of shattered pieces of glass<br>that feeling of stain<br>that silence that expects the reverse<br>of what actually happened</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come to think of it<br>this is just a path where everyone passes<br>they look forward for something else<br>like an open door that leads to a garden<br>a pool<br>a line of coconut trees<br>another view of the sea<br>a net full of fish</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come to think about it again<br>i am talking about life that remains life forever<br>you know it well<br>as it is written in the main page of your heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you feel its song<br>you have read each word<br>and your soul has mastered it well</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But for the meantime that you are lost in the middle<br>of everyday affairs<br>you pretend that you have forgotten it<br>afraid of the next door that opens<br>you settle for a chair....</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=485303" data-title="About Your Denial.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="Do not think that i am speaking of death your view must be limited like an afternoon without hope for light You have pocketed a smile as though you are preparing for your usual cry Do not think that life has gone awry like the glass that spilled..."></div> </div> </div>

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