Where Is A Small Poem For Me?

In this wide world of endless words?
A small metaphor of bliss
An aching of happiness
A small surrender to meaning
In the vast vast vastness of nothingness?

Where is a small poem for me
That will remain a poem always,
And not just be
Words and more words
Words and more words
Against a darkening and declining disappearing
Endless night?

by Shalom Freedman

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