Are your eyes capable of seeing some other reality?
I can paint you vistas akin to paradise with my words,
But I cannot make you see beauty of life,
If it is perfection you constantly seek
There is only one perfection you'll find
That everything is perfectly different,
There is beauty even in the damaged,
I cannot make you see even if I opened your eyes,
Your comprehension comes from within,
It is an extension of you, your soul,
If you see only sorrow, query your soul of its stresses,
For it is only there, you'll find answers.
~ Rosetta 🥀
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Picture Poetry
PoetrySometimes life isn't just words. It's colour, texture, sounds, smells and sights. Living life means being open to each of these elements, and if you are, then the poetry is constantly in motion. Whenever I travel, or see something that motivates me...
