Solitude of Stars

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the mind slowly rotates
like the sun, and in the evening
it casts long shadows of doubt, and in the morning
sheds light on all that is

at midnight,

nothing

no fear no anger no lust no hope

for there need not be
when all has fulfilled its purpose
and the rare souls with eyes still wide,
as big and round as Buddha’s belly,
sit in the solitude of a billion stars

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Peter Williams Stein
Peter Williams Stein is a Minnesota native who is a member of the League of Minnesota Poets. His poetry often takes a philosophical examination of life, death, and identity. He has a book of poetry entitled Auto-Bio. More can be found at his website www.pwilliamstein.com. Email him at [email protected].

1 COMMENT

  1. The juxtaposition of mind and universe were well woven, and the poem was so true for each. My favorite kind of poem, where you have to go back and reread to catch all of the layers.

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