Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Natural Prayer

do we even remember how it was
to be close to other people excited
to be part of a crowd moved as one
all that changed temporarily then
not perhaps never coming back 

nothing actually happens until
something does our life random
yet repetitious original yet banal
our own yet biological historical

is it too late for Spinoza
or Schopenauer yes I fear
I have frittered away my life
infected by Surrealism attention
is the natural prayer of the soul