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As I sit here with my toes buried in the sand, I stare out at the vast ocean that lies before me. The reflection I see is one of the person I now am. The reflection that gazes back at me is one whose eyes are filled with emptiness and sorrow. A reflection lacking any sign of joy or happiness, for the once present smile has been erased like chalk on a chalkboard, replaced with a frown, instead. This reflection seems as dark as the water in the distance. But, with the approaching sunset, the rays of the sun shine a different light, making the water appear golden, sparkling as if given a new life. In this, I see a new reflection, a second chance, a real purpose and meaning in this world. It reminds me of how precious life truly is - to never take life for granted, to never give up hope. As the water before me grows quieter, with the setting of the sun, my fears also diminish. I recognize that the reflection, now staring back at me, is the person that I need to become. This reflection is my future as it is meant, and destined, to be. Vicki A. Zinn 2009
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 7:24 PM UTC
Reflection
As I sit here with my toes buried in the sand, I stare out at the vast ocean that lies before me. The reflection I see is one of the person I now am. The reflection that gazes back at me is one whose eyes are filled with emptiness and sorrow. A reflection lacking any sign of joy or happiness, for the once present smile has been erased like chalk on a chalkboard, replaced with a frown, instead. This reflection seems as dark as the water in the distance. But, with the approaching sunset, the rays of the sun shine a different light, making the water appear golden, sparkling as if given a new life. In this, I see a new reflection, a second chance, a real purpose and meaning in this world. It reminds me of how precious life truly is - to never take life for granted, to never give up hope. As the water before me grows quieter, with the setting of the sun, my fears also diminish. I recognize that the reflection, now staring back at me, is the person that I need to become. This reflection is my future as it is meant, and destined, to be. Vicki A. Zinn 2009
~After many revisions, this poem is the seventh in my book, which I am currently working on~
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Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 7:24 PM UTC
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