Simpler than it seems
a sighted gleam
a look of ease
drop of boundary
an infultrating light
wisping me off again
to where i began:
transcending
Now
not enough senses
for the amount of truth
What formulated this painful realm
in which indulgence is gain
and love brings pain
how distorted we see
the life we lead to be
when Mother shows everyday
the sun will never change.
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
Simpler than it seems
a sighted gleam
a look of ease
drop of boundary
an infultrating light
wisping me off again
to where i began:
transcending
Now
not enough senses
for the amount of truth
What formulated this painful realm
in which indulgence is gain
and love brings pain
how distorted we see
the life we lead to be
when Mother shows everyday
the sun will never change.
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