Patterns ReplaY
Woe to pain in heart
Time ticks tremendously so
Torn apart from the start
Engrained with patterns
In my mind frame, discerning
What is evil or good…
Clear as water here
Murky rivers and lakes flow…childish fears draw near
Naught lasts forever
Life here is temporary
A lot of kindness…
In this world of woe
Portrayed on other’s paintings
History repeats.
We all have our gifts
Unique and understanding
My empathy vibes…….
Ascend, comprehend
I seek not my end, but send
Relief on my torn soul..
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2024
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