#414-Locke’s Ripples
18/09/2018
Sand-like.
Waiting,
For life’s imprints.
Can’t fight the current.
It’s too strong.
I’m fragile.
Moldable.
Impressionable.
Naïve.
What if I could choose?
These…
Chaotic, yet
Uniform,
Soothing,
Nature-formed.
And tomorrow,
Wiped clean,
By nature’s tide,
Simply.
Like every other day,
Like me,
Seeking,
Confused like yesterday,
And tomorrow.
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