Colors and Shapes and Now

I find it difficult sometimes to wonder why.

A silent memory sometimes triggers a fear.

So many ill fated realities shift my patience,

Wondering how life will be a hardened heart.

Throughout time we do have these moments,

Leave us in check with what really matters.

Highlights of love and a beautiful story

Can bring a blessing to a wandering soul.

If I might capture nature in all of its mystique,

Perhaps then I might understand a simpler life.

Instead I’m caught up in remembering why,

And it’s there I begin to discover my doubt,

That life could be a lovely and true experiment,

If all the pain and agony were left outside.

An internal reminder will always be near my

Conscience as I will marvel in the beauty of life.

Tomorrow I might seek out a proper fantasy,

When then all the shades of my world might blend.