When one has dreamt that there is no ground
After having been told it many times

Nothing to attain; no time to lose
A writer is confused
Clearly what and why to write

Here
From here
The desire for ground and peace and contentment endures
Fears and fierce moods

The abiding desire now is for freedom
And to act unselfishly
Without knowing what matter is.

© 2005 Abner Burnett, All Rights Reserved
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