Particles Collect and Defend Me

There is that ocean,
larger than you can imagine,
telling me how wrong I am,
how I never say the right thing,
how people think I am such
an ass, and how can I still love
my job when I’m such an ass.
Then these particles collect
and defend me, and they tell me
I’m not as bad as I think, that
there may be someone who
likes working with me, and I
just long to hear that.

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  1. #1 by pattisj on August 14, 2011 - 8:42 am

    May the tides bring an abundance of confirmation your way. Have a blessed day!

    • #2 by Carl on August 15, 2011 - 9:47 pm

      Patti, You are a good person. Thank you for commenting.

  2. #3 by Carl D'Agostino on August 14, 2011 - 1:59 pm

    We think it is an ocean. Why would a great big giant ocean be paying any particular interest in little insignificant us? It’s probably a mere puddle. I think we all have one. We don’t have to get our shoes wet by it if we so choose.

    • #4 by Carl on August 15, 2011 - 9:49 pm

      You’re right that we have choices in how to deal, and some have more strength than others, but when the ocean is inside us, it doesn’t matter if it pays attention or not…

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