Read Proverbs last night <br />and feel deeply depressed; <br />what happened to my quest <br />for wisdom, what happened <br />to the search for words with <br />insight, what is the result of <br />my attempts? <br /> <br />What happened to my ideal of <br />thinking before I speak, contem- <br />plating spiritual peace and how <br />to attain it - why did I think such <br />barbed-wired thoughts that my <br />emotions and feelings <br />launched a revolt? <br /> <br />How did I end up with this dry <br />political text, why did the world <br />close up like a scorching desert, <br />why did I lose the tracks leading <br />to a green oasis of trees meant for <br />rest? Why did the roses wither <br />and die?<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/roses-wither-die/
