Pregnant Sky

There is always hope…I hope.
So, there is always pain mundane.

In the fullness of time, all prevail.
Unless, of course, they fail.

All weaves wear thin & fade their dies.
In time, even truths & lies.

A loom’s product both flatters & chides.
These clothes do hide our hides.

Our hopes & pains wont always fit;
Change is constant, change is it.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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