Three Sides to Every Story
It’s not just about you and me,
There’s a space between us,
A place we can’t quite see,
Where we need to take a deeper plunge.
Share your story,
and I’ll share mine,
But let’s not forget the third strand that weaves us together,
The portrait reflects our colours.
A sage once said that the wise don’t only consider the two sides of a coin,
They observe its tossing and spinning,
A place where the elements come into play,
Where the truth lies.
So, tell your story, and I’ll tell mine.
Who is listening?
Can they see the veiled truths?
Can they see the paths our feet haven’t yet found?
November 30, 2024.
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