Cross of Memories

steven wynne apple
There is no solace in forgetting.
We must by need connect the past
To the present.
Splitting the mind from pain
Means to separate
Who we are from what we feel
And therefore existing
In, but not with the world.
So it is to suffering I awaken
From sweet, sublimating sleep
To be conscious once again
To wounds unyielding
By isolation and dehumanization.
Yet, what is true
And what is false
In all the world
Is more clearly understood
If I allow pain a place
Beside reason and experience.

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