llewella

In Persuit of Perspective


Scenes pose on accord

Filtering the reality

imposing perspective.



We create our reality

we are taught

we are naught

but splinters in this universe

creative force

forcefully remorseful

as we spectate our own

undoing.



Preoccupied and pre empt

to spiritual mediocrity

what is it then

we are persuing?



Wars were faught

Wives distraught

children parentless, apparent-less



Each of each of our own

persuit hinders the bigger perspective.



We are mere energy

we are here in unity

as pollen from spring

are the cinders of faunas winter

blossom and writhe

we must,



and in peak bloom

may in life we filter

this scenes reward

in real perspective.



: Llewella