Why Then

To my destiny, I once complained 

For 

The unbearable weight my soul was

Condemned to carry,

“Why then have you volunteered to carry it?” 

Answered she, with surprise! 


 

© Demetrios Trifiatis
17 FEBRUARY 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Poshiwa Avatar
February 24, 2015 at 1:42 AM
Wise words....
Johnson-Saunders Avatar
February 17, 2015 at 4:49 PM
You, Demetrios, are a modern day poet-philosopher! I love your wise epigrams...hugs, Rhonda
Trifiatis Avatar
February 18, 2015 at 1:51 AM
I will accept the title of a philosopher in its Pythagorean meaning: Friend of wisdom! However, being a friend of wisdom doesn't necessarily mean that wisdom considers me a friend of hers, dear Rhonda! Ha-ha! Thank you so much for enjoying my little epigrams! You are so gracious!
Relish Avatar
February 17, 2015 at 2:06 AM
True Demetrios... your writes speak of the common things we ponder about in life... regards, nad!
Relish Avatar
February 17, 2015 at 7:32 AM
Agree with u :)
Trifiatis Avatar
February 17, 2015 at 2:34 AM
Not so " common" dear ,Nad! To ponder is one thing to try to give an anwear is another! To describe something you see is much easier than to conceive the unseen. Thank you!
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