Tanka No. 5: Shaking (3 parts)

one lie

Day fades into night.
I sip red wine, I ponder
My living, today.
Did I laugh, or love enough?
Did I stand in my story?

Did I uphold truth?
Or leave the lie unspoken,
An evil web spun?
Many lies have crossed my path,
Could I leave another be?

A lie, not from me
I could undo, and I did.
It might not matter.
Perhaps only my soul shook
And maybe, the universe.

Written by Deborah E. Dayen

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