vision | 13

In my time on this planet until now, I’ve learned that Life is a path brimful of evergreen trees imparting wisdom, oceans of happiness, birds of purpose but along the path we come across cobblestones and fragments of desultry events. And a mixture of the course of these events is what makes our lives an adventure worth it all.


At a distance,

I see a complex pattern,

hard to decipher.

My mind,

shackled behind the bars of a cold dark freezer.

Sea-grit, my body;

mustering all the force,

trying to swim its way out of the deep.

Like the celerity of wind,

dolour brumes my eyes.

Zephyr washes over my face;

and nigh,

my vision gets grasp of a blurry object,

but lucent.

Beyond it was,

hope.


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