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Poetry

The Kaleidoscope

I shall name humanity

‘the kaleidoscope’.

Each of us a colour.

All of us the shimmering view.

Yet, still,

despite the glorious, glimmering shine

of individuality,

we insist others dress

the colour ‘me’.

What for?

What will come of the view

if I live as ‘you‘?

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Life

The Cup Of Tea That You Are

You’ll never be everyone’s cup of tea.

Might as well be the cup of tea

that you are.

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Life

Alone

Sometimes, I feel alone.

Even when I’m surrounded by people…

I’m not really.

I’m alone, drifting in a rose coloured world of wonder.

I’m not sad about it— feeling alone, that is.

It’s a beautiful place, this world I live in.

I’m just saying:

The world of a dreamy, wide-open soul is sometimes lonely.

Wonderous.

But lonely.

In this world, I sometimes feel like a teeny tiny sailboat trying to float in an ocean of mud and I wonder: ‘Where are the other boats like me?’

Maybe one day I’ll find them.

Maybe one day there’ll be more boats like me.

Maybe.

One day.

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Inspiration Life

I Am

I am.

And I love.

And everyday

I choose

To be

Me.

Again.