( May. 26th, 2009 03:58 pm)
~~A Little Poem~~
Monday 5/25/09
Bridges to Reality

The varying spectrum of light is as it should,
The transcendence of space and time.
The colors of my life written on the bark,
The trees, the river, and loamy earth.

Each sliver represents a different facet of my character.
The wide ones my façade.
The slim, my duplicity.
The shadows… my reality.

The Light is uneven though,
The layers of leaves create twists and turns.
The branches form awkward angles.
Familiar with time and trial.

And when the sky cries,
So does my soul, my mind, and my heart.
For I realize when the world is cast in shadow
The truth is transparent in a sea of conformity.


Big Wayward Bear


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