
I found the light above
and thought it unsustainable.
reflected cheery optimism
and life in represented green
and thought it false and mean.
But rooted in the muck
with years beneath my feet
I found myself unmovable.
Darkened, blurry, melancholy,
and life, represented frayed
and it took my breath away.
Now light above and feet of clay
reflections change and move
my root stays same.
I let it be as waters move
and shadows hide
the light always remains.
S. Bell








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