Reflections

Reflections

Concrete and steel,
black windows,
multi-level buildings.
Artificial constructs
meant to keep humans
protected from nature.

Grass and trees
mere reflections
in the dark black glass.
Or are the buildings
mere reflections of 
nature.

What is real and
what are ghostly reflections?
In our modern world
we have isolated ourselves
so much that it is difficult to know.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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