I Walked With The Lines Of Others In My Mind

I WALKED WITH THE LINES OF OTHERS IN MY MIND

I walked with the lines of others in my mind
Greater lines by far than my own -
But they were the lines of others
Hearing them I could not hear myself -

I walked and let my own voice tell itself
It knew it was a lesser thing
But it was my voice
And hearing it
I know I am alive.

There are a few great poets
But there are many small poets too.

poem by Shalom FreedmanReport problemRelated quotes
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