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Blue Insights


The futility of counting

Photo by Crissy Jarvis on Unsplash

How many dancing angels can balance on a pin?
How many grains of sand remain after the tide comes in?

How many minutes have we left before the night descends?
How many tears must drench our days before our sorrow ends?

If we need to know how many and we only ask how much,
how can we ever hope to find a loving heart to trust?




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Deborah Barchi

Deborah Barchi

Deborah Barchi has recently retired from her career as a librarian and now has time to read, explore nature, and write poetry and essays.

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