5.23.2012

Found


Found the meaning of day
in the middle of the night:
We wouldn’t see half as much
if it weren’t for the light.

Found the meaning of sleep
when I awoke:
If it weren’t for our dreams,
we wouldn’t know hope.

Found the meaning of life
from my best friend’s death:
To savor each moment,
to hold in every breath.

Found the meaning of night
in the dry afternoon:
We wouldn’t live half as long
if it weren’t for the moon.

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