The Fragility Of Life
The fragility of life is like scattered fragments of memories
My mind is lost in the obliviousness, and I become immaterial
I find my haven in solitude and wilderness
I remain bewildered because of the anguishes I endure
Fears become my constant companions
Loneliness can sometimes be arduous
Loneliness can sometimes be a choice
Life is like a candle flame that will be extinguished
Everything perishes, and dreams become mere illusions
Derealization can be a way to connect with my true self
Sometimes knowledge can be a regression
Passions enslave and love decays
Sincerity can deceive, and insolence can empower
Boldness can be frailty, and idiocy can be mistaken for talent
Banality can be mistaken for wisdom
It isn’t worth following the fads
Awards and praises will not come from it.
Esther Racah