Its funny how perfectly we can see in water
reflections of everything from pleasure to torture
you can see the clouds and the sky passing over
and while we can still loathe her
and all that she sees as simple truth
and when the clouds are the worlds roof
and they open to fire down liquid tooth
causing the reflections to expand and ripple
with all that can be seen becoming fickle
as the image becomes more distorted
and then raises a question that cannot avoided
what is a more accurate reflection
is it something that you would want to mention
the perfect and clear
or the disturbed and full of fear
is life the perfect image that we see in the calm days
or the chaotic mess that we we see when there are no suns ray
well maybe we can say its a mix of order and chaos
for the most beautiful image often contains some loss
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Non Nobis Tantum Nati
PoesíaFor a few years now I have been writing poetry, at first it was just something I did to pass the time and vent emotions that I didn't really have any other way of letting out but over time it has developed into something that I just find myself doin...
