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Resisting the Urge

By bonnie blue

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Damned little points And acute inner angles A shape that can take us To the heavens Or cast our soul to the depths Beneath earth We crave them secretly Denying all the while Why we do, and yet The need never seems To diminish With them we soar Without them we dive I renounce them Remove the significance from them Forbid myself the quest for them Resist the urge to give them For what is it they mean, Anyway?  Validation? A blast of good will? A surge of adrenalin, Coupled with a smile? A rush of celestial ardor? None of these, no… Symbols they be, only of Worldly scorekeeping, And not worthy of The giving. I would far rather Receive truth, share pain And beauty, Touch hearts; And be touched by them. That is the sweet prize that I seek Most of all. I resist the urge… The urge to give stars… Bonnie Cook 6-Apr-02 Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 06 2002 05:07 AM PST    0 • 10

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