Forget Yourself
do you see life? try seeing life in me, i still have it, i keep it in my palm
it is warm and beating and soft and tender
try it with new things, as others do, buying a new fashionable coat
a glittering diamond ring for your loved one,
try literature, read a novel, read and write a poem and
yes, try too music, sing the songs of love
strum the strings of that spanish guitar, you hit the keys
of the piano, you fiddle with the violin, and strike the tight skins of the drums
with your fists and fingers
my friend this world is so rich, and simply throbbing with its
countless treasuresand pleasures
there are still so many beautiful bodies
and beautiful souls
out there waiting for you
(claire, do not think about promiscuity,
that is far from it, just think nicely about other bodies
and souls, relating to them and be with them
in peace and harmony as friends,
as fellows)
oh, they are so interesting, and at the end you shall be happy because by
then you have already forgotten the person that saddens you
you
yes you,
you must forget yourself, that is the secret of happiness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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