Destruction of Our Indifferences

No moment held in this life,
Is preserved with guarantees.
No second kept in hesitation,
Does time await to please.

Dreams remembered from a deep sleep,
Come as mysteries undefined for us.
And yet interpretations are imagined.

Flowers arrive in fragrances scented.
And each breath we breathe is given to us.
If not,
The intention...
Would have never been known,
As we know it as it is meant!

Like the moments we spend in this time we hold...
Comes to us as gifts,
To welcome happiness.
In an uplifting of human similarities.
With the destruction of our indifferences.

And regrets to let go!
Those misdeeds remembered to forget.
As we nourish to flourish,
A growing process!

To live more gratefully pleased.
In an appreciation for this life...
Bestowed to enjoy!
And not to randomly bleed.
Collectively grieve.
Or exclusively feed gluttony,
And greed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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