Lyn Murray Poet Blank verse

What Wisdom Remains

The lines on my face draw deep the history -
within the broken walls of my heart.

How it crumbles.

So weary am I!

Hold me now - what wisdom remains of sanity - 
that I too may know the peace of truth.

If only you were here to comfort me; but like 
so many - you have fled the wasteland of my mind.

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Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty February 11, 2015 at 4:21 AM wasteland of my mind & peace of truth...they say something to me..enjoyed it. God bless Lyn. Take care..rajat Lyn Murray February 11, 2015 at 11:32 AM Thanks Rajat! Poetry is strange, isn't it. In the darkest night when sleep won't come - words are our only comfort, and they have a mind of their own. We don't always understand what we write - but I have a feeling that what we write - understands us! Glad it spoke to you. Lyn :`)