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Dwelling in Memory

Though we may believe we confirm our existence on our own, in truth it is sustained within the gaze and memory of others. Through the twin themes of existence and memory, this poem reflects on what anchors a human life. In particular, it quietly portrays a person who, while facing the anxiety of fading cognition and forgetting, seeks to rediscover the self that once surely existed in the past. It suggests that existence is not confined to the present moment, but continues to dwell within the memories of others.

  

Dwelling in Memory

 

Proof of existence is granted by others.

Even if I deny myself, I remain within them.

 

To question the worth of existence is an unwritten taboo.

It denounces the arrogance that selects and discards human beings.

 

If one does not awaken to ones own existence, one is buried in time.

If one cannot recognize others, one is isolated.

 

Through memory, existence is acknowledged.

Within past recollections, existence is found.

 

The awareness of being now can only work in the present.

It lives together with the torment of forgetting.

 

At times confused, at times attacking, one confirms the self.

The face of the heart gives birth to suspicion and anxiety.

 

The weakening power to perceive longs for peaceful days.

Memories revive the fact that one once existed.

 

Feeling keenly the bewilderment of those around, one lives on.

Piecing together fragments of happiness, one lives on.

Embracing the joyful moments that dwell in memory, one lives on.

 


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