a day can change
weather is so fascinating
long before predictability,
when last night I believed I was clueless
to how life might impact
As I stand here now,
debating the path to challenge
no longer is there an evening stroll,
the casual nature of the human condition,
now put to the test.
I believe in my heart,
let logic come later on,
I do want love to be a central truth,
long before my ego finds satisfaction.
A sad day
occurs when we no longer might recognize
a ‘like’ less powerful than frivolous need.
I am a product of social media,
as are you, me, them, each one of us,
finds our own personal
has a clear motive for passing on
that truth told
defines our reality.
Question an honesty when measured against time,
perhaps we might understand
when acceptance becomes sublime.