my life is a
river that flows
and, though I never know
which direction it goes,
when I can just
let go
then I know that I’ve made my way home
I let life push and pull me
like a secret lover in the night
falling victim to its roughness
just to bathe in its bliss and light
I'm tied up in anticipation
of the next blow
awaiting waterfalls of life
to come
crashing down below
am I just a pulsing ripple in time?
with what and whom does my vibration align?
Are we everything? nothing?
or perhaps are we both at the same time?
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Lolly Vieira
Welcome to my page where I make sense of all the facets of myself through poetry and short stories.
I'm an artist of many mediums and strive to know and do better every day.
https://linktr.ee/lollyslittlelovelies
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