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patterns of ink

How fruitless to be ever thinking yet never embrace a thought... to have the power to believe and believe it's all for naught. I, too, have reckoned time and truth (content to wonder if not think) in metaphors and meaning and endless patterns of ink. Perhaps a few may find their way to the world where others live, sharing not just thoughts I've gathered but those I wish to give. Tom Kapanka

Sunday, July 06, 2014

Grieving with a Former Student of Mine
from the Class of '93

If we had but one page, one chapter, one book
to hold the whole of all we know of life,
‘twould be enough to give the soul one look,
one glimpse of unimaginable joy and strife…
love and laughter, pain and sorrow…
tears below that fall like rain from above
on happiness and heartache until tomorrow
and yesterday and passing time become Eternal Love.
© 7-6-14 Tom Kapanka

These two links, here and here, provide some context for these lines.


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