Becoming clearer,
as each day unfolds.
Staring into the mirror,
almost don't recognize,
the one staring back.
A clear head,
as a clear blue day,
only a few splotches of cloudiness;
ready to live,
as I am intended to,
strong, young, vibrant,
a renewed perspective,
on the days ahead.
Clarity,
what a concept,
haven't been this clear,
since,
the renaissance.
An interesting line of thought... I find my greatest moments of clarity are born when I am alone with the natural world.
ReplyDeleteOften humantiy is the subject of such clarity, but nature is the instigator.
I enjoyed reading, thank you and Peace to you.
thank you. been awhile since I been on here. been doing other writing projects etc. but trying to get back on here more now.
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