Web of confusion

We seek the answers in skies that hang like paper mache globes

Moons that peer at us from high above our heads,

Cinderella to the ball beneath the crystal sky

A universe waiting for the curious.

I sit below a million stars, still so far from all I’ve known

And it is home everywhere

No matter near or far, 

just a different scene

New perspectives to explore.

Mind that drifts in slight confusion

Rely on moments spent speaking to the world

In quiet moments we wait for the voice to be heard,

For the creator to give solace

In a simple answer.

Yet still we seek, although we know

For each glimpse within the images set out like oil paintings on walls,

Don’t touch, capture the photo with no flash

For the light destroys the pigment over time,

As too much reality beneath a sun

Tends to burn.

Our thoughts cannot hang on walls

Yet they hang in crevices like cobwebs forgotten in drafty attics

And we will run into them when least expected,

Abandoned of life,

Ghosts of themselves…

Free of anything but the fear as they settle unexpectedly

On your body and soul.

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9 thoughts on “Web of confusion

  1. Thanks Toni, I had to go back and reread it so I’d know how to respond, I’m glad you enjoyed and life is constantly evolving, like mixing oils, always a different hue indeed, each piece different yet unique….like life😀 peace and blessings, Kim

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