Of Mathamatics and LifeA Poem by LaurenaHow is the essences of life truly defined?My eyes, transfixed, begin to blur The numbers and letters mingle,Till variables, equations, form inconceivable blobs. My mind, erased; my eyes, now open. I witness with sight of someone involved, With the present, the now, no imaginary plane. My breath is real, this vessel does prove Every move i make, in action, not mind. No number, or symbol, makes up this existence. And here I ask, is it worth the time? These scribbles of math on paper and mind; How is the essences of life truly defined?
© 2014 LaurenaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorLaurenaRedlands, CAAboutExploring myself through creative expression of all kinds. I love being alive, and appreciate all the things this world has to offer. Human beings are phenomenal creatures and i love meeting new peopl.. more..Writing
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