I've felt like this a lot lately...but I'm starting to feel the beauty again. Wonderfully done, Marilyn.
~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack, Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare, Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water, Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha
Member Rara Avis
Oh hun, this is a beautifully written poem, but yet I find it so sad. There is so much beauty within you, that you add to the beauty outside. I know how you feel though and I guess that's what saddens me the most. (((HUGS)))