Perhaps, it’s true after all:
We live through this life to live
Again through another and having lived
Life after life until
We are safe and finally still
We shall not then be borne
Past houses loaded with
Staring people
Dying to unload
A mouthful of queries.
Weighty philosophical matters are dealt with in this engaging vignette.
Thank you,Louis.
True, melancholic state of affairs. Simple yet profound as always.
Thank you so much,Rahul.