Where did it come from, when did it usher in,<\/p>\n
This grand luminosity of loneliness,<\/p>\n
This sculptured oasis of being,<\/p>\n
Unadvertised caravanserai in a long journey.<\/p>\n
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I have no spouse to argue with,<\/p>\n
No grandkids to tousle my wayward hairline,<\/p>\n
I look for a sound to hear it,<\/p>\n
The people I live with are on TV.<\/p>\n
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Barren my life may seem to others,<\/p>\n
But at close range it is not bad,<\/p>\n
In fact its grandeur comes from<\/p>\n
Its vast field devoid of any clutter.<\/p>\n
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Wise told me to marry again,<\/p>\n
As otherwise loneliness would crush me,<\/p>\n
But the old defiance of conventional wisdom<\/p>\n
Again stuck its head up.<\/p>\n
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Time the ever un-weary stretches till eternity,<\/p>\n
It is the world that tries to obstruct its path at times,<\/p>\n
Making life to struggle with itself,<\/p>\n
Twisting its natural grace and resonance.<\/p>\n
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Relativity doesn\u2019t tell us why life was created,<\/p>\n
Nor the fantasies of QM unravel its purpose,<\/p>\n
It stands as an ultimate enigma to us,<\/p>\n
As we peel its layers one day at a time.<\/p>\n
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It is not the social esteem I want,<\/p>\n
Nor the love of a human being,<\/p>\n
But it is to be an element in the<\/p>\n
The grand design of the universe,<\/p>\n
Note of an unheard melody.<\/p>\n
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Suffern, New York, July 22, 2017; Rev. Aug. 24, 2023<\/p>\n