Diamonds that loose their lusture
We are all born imperfect
pure in heart and mind
Diamonds that shine and sparkle
That lose their lustre with the ravages of time
Life can be cruel and we soon get covered in layers of mud
We wear a mask to the world
That says I'm ok
But hides the real person
Both the bad and the good.
Sometimes we have to excavate the layers
That made us who we are
To find ourselves
And once again
Sparkle like a diamond
And twinkle like a star..
Peter Dome.copyright 2014. July.