The Hard Stuff

The future is known
Past is gone
Now is a wave
For me to brave

It’s so easy
(Isn’t it?)

I have the universe
In my bedroom ceiling
And a city in my dreams

Plants (yes the potted kind)
Teach me about size
(Irrelevant – it’s all inside!)
And how to flow
To grow
Just
Be

God visits me every Friday
Listening to my complaints
Over tea and cake
She is always smiling

I have it made!
(?)

So…
Why is it as hard as
HELL
To understand
A single
Person?

– Yehoshua Aryeh

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