Self PerceptionA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Just random thoughtsSelf Perception` Our names are written On the sands of time Our presence and essence But winds in the trees Our hopes and pretensions Mere idle intentions Our purpose dependent On fate’s fickle decrees Our free will no more than fiction Self perception but cruel deception Our presence of no more consequence Than leaves fluttering ...In the breeze... © 2017 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Author's Note
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Added on December 22, 2017 Last Updated on December 22, 2017 AuthorDavid O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Las Vegas, NVAboutBorn in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more.. |

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