Layered lives

One upon one upon one
Varying hues to highlight
the wild side that lies somewhere in between
unseen in itself
but reflected when mixed
in just the right ways.
We move through days like tigers in fields,
searching for the next quarry,
knowing not what may lay in wait
to hinder the ease of the everyday,
subtle shades of passing days,
beneath the fullest moon of pinkish hues
we wait for the darkness to hide,
to become one wih the part we know so well,
to unite and be whole in and of our soul.
Still the trees will rise up to mark the passing sun,
the dial set to what will become,
ticking away like these thoughts that move
in their precision we are caught up
in the watching of what is,
knowing what will be as we sit idly by,
lost in the reverie of everything and nothing,
trapped in the cages built by the same hands that prison
we search blindly for keys
that sit just out of reach
fooled by the moon and her beauteous glow,
caught up still in what we know,
and what we choose to disregard.
So we climb higher looking still
and seeing the vastness of what lay before,
we wonder how to fly,
yet never daring to attempt to try,
fearful from each day that led us here,
we sit and watch
and then we gaze some more
baffled by this life,
never seeing the true reflection
from the layers we’ve added
and gathered
and buried
and what was is now foreign and new
confusing us by the coating
of spots instead of stripes,
torn apart by the clever
we gaze up above
wondering what
exactly
has happened.
Thoughts on a very long day, the full moon, the writings from others who touch us just so, and the hope with each day that comes, will bring the peace of answers we seek. All good my friends, tired and awaiting the moon filled sky….perhaps to tell me why? Why what? you may ask? With a smile she says, darned if I know๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿปโ˜ฎ

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9 thoughts on “Layered lives

  1. This is timely and serene. I hope you are far, far away from those fires brewing in your state. This calms me, Kim. That’s so appreciated.

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  2. Sometimes the path of least resistance suits, even if we know better….worn and broken by little things, knowing at the rise of the sun, in perspective, it will be so insignificant I think is where my mind was heading…..I just let it flow, some days just have to….or else lose sleep and lately for me, that is a commodity I need,,,,with the windows open to catch a breeze, the sister Luna keeps her bright eye on me….too much but I shall embrace it. Peace and love my beautiful friend๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’œ

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  3. Kim,
    When I read your stuff, there are always words that strike me. Here I couldn’t help keying in on
    caught up still in what we know,
    and what we choose to disregard.
    Knowing, yet choosing to disregard. Wow!

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