And fireworks.
Looking at the one I am carrying
In the mirror
This satisfaction of being
One, for
One’s exactly the same
And
Completely different.
One’s the sea
as it meets the sky in the horizon.
One’s peace
Minding the mind
The understanding
The sympathy.
One’s nothing
Compared to everything
And
Everything
Compared to the whole.
(Adapted from a poem I once wrote called Who Am I?- long ago)
Time, Part IV by Aimee Stewart
9 comments:
One’s nothing
Compared to everything
And
Everything
Compared to the whole.
love that last stanza dulce...beautiful....
Love the last stanza...beautiful!
this is so very cool...
One’s nothing
Compared to everything
And
Everything
Compared to the whole....for me there is so much of this balance in this of loving ourselves but not taking us too serious...very fine write dulce
Dulce. For me also it is last stanza which leaves a lasting mark...to be remembered.
Claudia is RIGHT ON!!!
I ♥ it!
PEACE!
i love these trailing thoughts!
This poem is beautifully crafted. The words are in exactly the right place and so well chosen - so simple, yet so effective.
I just want to read it over and over ... so I shall.
I simply adore your writing,Dulce.
kind of how I feel about myself
The best lines have been quoted...beautiful ~
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