REFLECTIONS

Sky Explosion (by drxgonfly)

 

 

Reflections from above

surround me like a glove.

Hues of purple and pink

make me ponder and think.

I lift my face high

to the starry sky.

What is the reason I am here?

Why do I live my life in fear?

Questions in my mind

seek what I can’t find.

A shooting star streaks by.

“Is this my answer?” I sigh.

A bird perches near my arm.

I jump in fear and alarm.

Its black eyes stare back at me

and with a wink, it flies free.

I am alone with the night

with the moon at its full height.

My fear falls away like a cloak.

I begin to cry with a choke.

The bird has shown me a place

where I can reveal my face.

 

PEBBLES IN THE OCEAN

 

 

Pebbles drift in the ocean

in multitudes too many to count.

I yearn for the dark sea

as it holds mystery for me.

I will join these pebbles,

one more to their endless journey,

where I may find answers

to questions unspoken.

 

SIT ALONE IN THE DARK

ALONE IN THE DARK
“I sit alone by the table.
I hear voices around me.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.
I reach out.
I can feel the smoothness.
A plate.
A meal.
Smells waft by my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of pudding.
Smells of...

 

SIT ALONE IN THE DARK


“I sit alone in the dark.
I hear voices around me.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.

I reach out.
I can feel the smoothness.
A plate.
A meal.

Smells waft by my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of pudding.
Smells of life.

What color is the food?
Is the sun shining in?
Are the faces around me young or old?
So many questions.

Questions I can’t answer.
I can never answer.
For I am blind,
Have been blind for years.”

The anguish my mother faced
For most of her life.
Her sight stolen from her
At a young age.

Loss of sight.
Loss of colors.
Loss of faces.
Loss of memories.

 

THE QUESTION

 

What is reality?

Do we see what is

actually around us?

Or is there a another reality?

A reality that we can’t see;

that we aren’t ready to see yet.

Will it ever come into focus?

Into a clarity that will reveal all.

The reason for our existence.

The reason for the world

as we know it.

Look closer.

Peer through the murkiness.

Find your own reality.

DOOR TO NOWHERE

15turchia

Some days you want to escape.

To a place far away.

Meet new people.

Leave old baggage behind.

Open the proverbial door.

See if the grass is greener.

On the other side.

Most of the time it isn’t.

A door balanced at the edge of a pier.

It might not be holding any answers.

Home might have had the answers all along. 

ENDLESS PILE

 

Pebbles float in the water.

Too many pebbles to count.

The sea holds mystery for me.

It offers freedom from the grind.

It may hold the answers I seek.

I will join the floating pebbles.

Add one more to the endless pile.

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