For just one moment
I forgot myself–
Who I am
Who I think I am
Who I think others think I am
It was a relief–
to be free of myself
And all the things associated
with who I think I am
For one moment
I had the chance
to be something beyond thoughts
Something time doesn’t wear down
Something with no need to die
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D.
Biography
Writer, photographer, poet, and teacher. Holds doctorates in Divinity and Metaphysical Philosophy. Author of 20 books, including seven poetry books, nine photography, and four nonfiction books.
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Contact Don Iannone by email: diannone@gmail.com
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