Open Spaces
Light shines where darkness lurks.
Color paints the plains when it lacks.
Heat always enter into coldness.
Passion awakens the dullness.
As all breathe new life into an empty space,
And filling in the voids,
To a growing world in it’s own race.
Question life,
And it stirs the thoughts of the imagination.
Wonder is every philosopher’s motivation.
Life, as having no purpose,
But containing so many different truths.
Each promising sense, feeling, hearing, and seeing,
Can trick the mentality of every human being.
So much color in meaning,
In the recognition of multiple truths.
Yet, the world of today,
Is perceived in BLACK and WHITE.
As if we see blind or bright.
And the truth of life,
Only as wrong or right.
Space cannot be without time.
Time is but motion which,
Cannot move without distance.
Distance cannot exist without space.
All interweaving with one another,
Each coexist in a mathematical pace.
Our space, our home,
With every place a heart can hold.
Like a growing city in an open valley of the plains
Filling in OPEN SPACES,
Balancing out meaning and mystery.
While the unknown and the untold,
Lies timeless as the soul of history unfolds.
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