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to understand how this world works
where the stars are kept
how this earth intervenes on the affairs
of the sun and the moon
why the frog sings when it rains
why the geese are noisy on their
v-shaped migration,

to me, is plain, crazy,
we are here not to understand at all
we are given gifts to accept
we are here to wonder and appreciate
why worry? enjoy what you see
taste what's so beautiful and delicious on the platter
on the table
we indulge in conversation
we toast a drink to this beautiful universe
we are amazed by the stars
and the heavens
we are caressed by the sun and the moon
what more do we have to argue about?
such a waste of such a short time span
i like to spend it some more bathing in the pond
with the swans.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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