TO ME A POEM IS TO BE
Wilde Observations #26
A tossed salad of poetry, art and ideas.
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
— Oscar Wilde
One Cognizant Moment
What
pale night
dream
did we leave behind
beneath the heat
beneath the sea
beyond reach
of pestilent
strength gone.
We knew the good
and oh so deep
the mystery.
Sleep.
Remember.
Wait.
Be.
