Saturday, July 30, 2016

The Skeptic

how devastating to be lost
in a place of all consuming doubt
how gray the world must appear
to those who see the world as a place
of shifting sand, how all consuming
to view shadows in place of substance
to refuse to see the rainbow because of the rains
to hear the thunder and not listen for the rustle of grass
to be pricked by the thorn and ignore the bloom
to ignore the daybreak
to walk past the moments of grace


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