The Looking Glass
Amidst all the maylay we emerged
like growing seeds immune
to the harvest
Time spent in darkness bought
us things we needed
during the purge
Missing the past is absurd for
it's just a memory of
retained but forgotten
words
A grain of sand in an hourglass
clearly shows us the material
isn't meant to last
What we do take with us
are lessons of the past
that mirror
reflecting glass
A reflection only seen when you
internalize the lucid dream
that is your life
I ponder while saying to myself
this can't be right
because that means
all we're left with are
the results of our acts
Solid facts in & of a world
not really solidified
but made so by the strength
of our minds
My blind rhymes are in fact
all seeing scries
meant to enlighten eyes
made dark from dreaming
You wake up steaming once you
realize the pot is calling
the kettle black in an attempt
to keep you from rising
This is a form of tithing for I'm
giving back what I've earned
in a world where
I've worked religiously
I'm suspiciously close to a gross
level of charity but
it bothers me not
How else would you build
strong foundations if
there's an absence
of rocks?
The plot thickens on lots
made sturdy by persistence
& vision
Don't knock if you aren't ready
for insistent answers to questions
regarding current
conditions
Copyright © Jasen Ridley | Year Posted 2025
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