Rivulets
Of light intertwined Composed of all our lives Yours and mine 'suppose that's why it's so tragic Now it's all disconnected Refracted Inactive This idea meant to distance To save from potential fatal attraction Our population as it's convinced... That our best option is absence Or is the best option absent? Is this truly our protection from what was heaven-sent? The earth breathes Sunlight gleaming The birds soaring freely Nature increasing Isn't that why it's so tragic? This is how it is when we're disconnected Uninhabited Magnificence This idea meant to distance As it revitalizes our planet's essence Our population as it's convinced... That the best option was our existence Or do we harm more than we heal with our presence? Perhaps this plague is some form of punishment? ; Looking out the window Cherry blossoms fall as apocalyptic snow Over barren streets once replete Teeming, seemingly The life that once graced this place Seemingly erased As we're hidden away We're all confined to stay the same / But as "our world" remains barren A sun of hope shows on the horizon Reconnection of what was refracted Healing of what was damaged From the dark side of tragedy Comes a dawn of warmth and magnanimity Embrace the daybreak with practicality And together we'll greet a new day, fervently . There is hope on the horizon Though it may not seem it I hope that, in time You will believe it
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Author"Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls." - Anais Nin Archives
February 2023
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