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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Poetry, in the Beat style:

I find myself, drawn by two strange attractors,
Seeking order out of my chaos out of my order.
I find my valleys within their flowing peace,
But meet my pinnacles in their chaos.
I see myself, drawing ever closer to two loci,
Farther from the safe, boring sameness,
And I can finally see myself, now, beautiful.

Julia 703


Sheryl said...

Nice thought. I feel that way a lot these days as well, although mainly I would just like to escape.

Snave said...

I like it. Keep it up, do more!

It brought some nice images to my mind, and caused me to think of how the true essence of things can be found if one looks in the right way.

Did that make sense? Probably not, but your poetry did!

GTX said...

Good, very good.
It blimps me the question "why I get order in my mind by earing the fractal sound of a waterfall?"