It felt like watching
a whole life
by design.
What he did
might we try,
what she wanted
he may find a tear.
Seemed silly then
to imagine
a life of his own
when everyone around
already lived the same,
the epitome of our
real.
Yet we might all try again
despite knowing the once before.
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
Waiting
all the time
I wonder
like the lost half
of two lovers
wandering in a slow
methodical
acceptance of fortune
sometimes
not forever the treasure
we would all imagine
more assuredly
missed
in the timing.
Photographer – Enric Fannchetti
if quiet evolve
the art of compassion
sweet is her resolve
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
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