life grabs you unaware
wreaks pain without a care
eyes closed to the breeze
it brings you to your knees
seconds flat, life has changed
time turns another page
but different now it feels
the strangest things seem real
‘coincidence’ I tell myself
‘you’re taking leave of sense’
so why do I question why
where to birds and angels fly?
why register that face
every object, every place?
asking if palms tell the truth?
was that robin really you?
am I hot or am I cold?
or just a fool digging for gold?
but one thing I know for sure
that is, nothing is for sure
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Author:
Pedro (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 6th, 2022 06:45
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Nothing is for sure. Pretty much what can be summed up from observing what is around us. Good read. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you 🙏
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