( of sun showers
and a pretty face.
how moments subdue
the time we chase )
I didn't buy this
ticket for life, it was
handed to me and I
exchanged it for entry
at the turnstile
some amount of
lucky steps later and
here I stand.
surprised... not really
bewildered... perhaps
a blink, a flash of
darkness provides the
necessary meditation
between observation
and understanding
( I untied her lace and
reached my hand
underneath )
simplicity,
its the key to
survival
(Image from mirrorsinner.tumblr.com)
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