When I post, my intention is not to tell you what is on my mind. It is to encourage you to think, to create your own meaning. I am posting a poem without a title specifically because I want you to create your own meaning.
No one can put it in words
When it brings a moment of joy
When it kicks us in the teeth
We keep coming back, we know it’s worth
Man gains resolve from it
Woman lives with it in her blood
It’s the force that created civilization
It’s the crucible of life
It gives us the will to continue
Denying it makes it stranger
It’s the cement between people
It’s the motivation to create
Don’t think about it, be it
Don’t watch it, live it
Don’t shun it, receive it
Give it, it feels great
Accept the feeling, roll around in it
Smell its sweetness
Taste its bitterness
Touch its force
See its bliss
Hear its softness
People live for it
People die for it
Wanting it to end belongs to neither
Try to live without it
Pete's Wisdom 