They are times when we are caught
yet still we are not captured.
We can stare into the eyes with others
but never gaze the same direction.
Funny how things in life are repeated
and yet never done the same.
We can walk the rainbows colours
and never notice the shimmering
until we stumble and fall in the bucket of gold.
We may feel the rain drops upon our face
but never feel the moister until we have become completely soaked.
We can repeat glitches every day
and yet nothing did we ever say.
For what more is more than being ourselves
than to be ourselves with one of whom we can be ourselves with?
We can sit and wait upon time
as the seconds tic and toc their way past.
For time is lost each time we think we have more time.
Just get up and go
an easy phrase to say when there are no ties.
And yet our ships still sail in the Sea of our own desires!
"Another excerpt from "Sea of the White Spirit"
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I love this piece. Though all works can have many interpretations, it speaks volumes. It is so true that many never see where they are going until there is no mistaking where they are. Perhaps that's the meaning of destiny, for what better place to find yourself than with the one you are free to be yourself with. Just my interpretation...of a great work of expression. I look forward to reading more!
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Absolutely love this piece. The paradoxes you bring up help shed light on the true meanings of the statements and help (me at least) realize just a little where I may be confusing the two. Thanks for sharing this wonderful write.
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excellent
We can repeat glitches every day
and yet nothing did we ever say.
For what more is more than being ourselves
than to be ourselves with one of whom we can be ourselves with?
our day to day trvail...are nicely commented upon.The simile used is great as well. i found the flow to be perfect as well.Please keep it up .Please vist some of my poetry some possible comments.
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What an awesome expression of what often is!
Well done.
We can walk the rainbows colours
and never notice the shimmering
until we stumble and fall in the bucket of goldHow true that is!
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