Don Mann: Focusing on my Craft

Saturday, Nov. 15, 2003 - 3:34 a.m.

These questions' answers will decide the rest of his existence.

Their polarity will decide whether he chooses to live or die.

No one on this earth knows the answers.

The one who asks them will endlessly pursue the answers that will keep him alive.

"Will I always be alone?"

"Will I ever find love again?"

"Is there someone out there with whom to share my soul?"

The answers are written in the stars. They flow in the rivers, wash in with the tides.

They are buried deep within the rocks and earth.

They glow in the firepit, engulfing the timber.

They drift across the breeze and billow in the sails of ships.

Yet no matter where I look, I cannot find them.

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