Färger
August 10th, 2021
She is cruel
She is kind
Really though
It’s more like
Your perception
Your antennae
Your reception
They’re bent
They’re pulled
They’re broken
Just a bug
In this world
She lets us know that
She makes sure of that
She is kind
She is cruel
She is beautiful
She is plain
She is green
And brown
And white
And yellow
She is angry
Yet she can be
Oh so mellow
All shades of blue
Hazy warms
Harsh colds
She can show us
She can hide us
She is plain
She is beautiful
She is everything
She is nothing
That whole notion
Of perception again
If a tree falls alone
Is it heard?
Do your satellite dishes
Retrieve
Achieve
Senseless sensory input?
Receive a degree
Made of blood sweat and tears
Hers of course, not even ours
For we are hers
She is nothing
She is everything
About the Creator
Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)
Since 1991, this compassionate writer has grown through much adversity in life. One day it will culminate on his final day on Earth, but until then, we learn something new every day and we all have something to offer to others as well.
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