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REALITY OR A PICTURE?
Life or a picture?
Choices.
Decisions.
A copy or reality.
Colors or a dull sketch.
Nothing can beat mother nature.
INVISIBLE
Some days I feel strong and empowered,
Ready to face the challenges
Life throws at me.
Other days I feel invisible,
A transparent copy of myself,
Feeling life fade away.
How do I remain strong?
My transparent self
Needs to be reminded
Of all the people
Who rely on it;
Of all the people
Who love and need it.
It is flickering.
It is becoming solid.
It is becoming strong once again.
REFLECTION
A reflection of perfection.
Better than the original?
It moves.
It shimmers.
It elongates.
It stretches.
Distorting the original.
A reflection.
A MIRACLE
sagansense:
Try as we might,
we could never copy nature.
It could never be replicated
in its ultimate grandeur.
Its power and majesty never duplicated.
Flashes of light and mere rumbles
do not make a miracle.
Nature is not the sum of its parts,
but a heavenly presence in our lives.
INVISIBLE ME
Some days I feel strong and empowered,
Ready to face the challenges
Life throws at me.
Other days I feel invisible,
A transparent copy of myself,
Feeling life fade away.
How do I remain strong?
My transparent self
Needs to be reminded
Of all the people
Who rely on it;
Of all the people
Who love and need it.
It is flickering.
It is becoming solid.
It is becoming strong once again.
PICTURE PERFECT
Perfect lines cast in the sand.
Had they been made by man?
Or could the waves had made them
when they lapped upon the shore?
Bringing moisture to the hot sand.
Leaving behind their own
distinctive footsteps.
Footsteps that cannot be duplicated.
Temporary footsteps until the next day
when they appear again.
Like magic?
No, like nature.
