I find my pride in the simplest of things, drawing encouragement from all that I experience and feel.
From the largest of things that go above and beyond, to the smallest of small only to be captured by my eyes.
For these are my gifts two eyes to see with, so I can tell that all that goes in to it. The ugliness and barbaric
The compassion and pleasure
With this attribute I show which puzzle piece is me. Nothing to hide or agendas with greed showing the lights that is transparently clear.
This is what's helping purge the fear, as others do the same telling the truth as they see and feel.
- Author: Poetic Dan ( Offline)
- Published: July 8th, 2017 17:22
- Category: Unclassified
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