The rose is "the last why". We can 'pick' it and create "the void" then in trying to fill it
destroy our lives; or we can simply "reach out...", smell the rose and realize our lives.
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Troubled by an entire continuum of conflict with an apparent variety of causes dominating our existence, I asked why? The answer is a question of meaning. I present it in a poem, a precis and an essay each aptly titled "The Last Why". All other writings are derivatives. I welcome comments and much appreciate sharing. Thank you. Doug.E.Barr
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The rose is "the last why". We can 'pick' it and create "the void" then in trying to fill it