After the shipwreck
What can you do but gather up the ruins,
summarize the debris and collect it,
starting once again all over from a new beginning,
although it is certain it will lead to just another shipwreck?
You are lost without identity,
you have no ground to stand on any more,
no confidence, no trust, no home,
no faith in anything or anyone
for perfectly and only realistic reasons;
but instead you have the universe,
all life in nature and its continuity,
a vast eternity of possibilities and riches
and a veritable boundless ocean of constructive dreams,
since fundamental universal creativity is always there
and waiting for you to take part in it.
It's worth a few occasional disastrous shipwrecks
just to be alive and stay alive.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2011-06-29 at 14:04
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