Perspectives
Sometimes the world
Seems such a vast
Unchangeable
Receptacle
In which I am lost
Shouting to deaf ears.
I am alone
In hopeless flight
From emptiness
To emptiness
Pride smashed to fragments
Who is there to care?
And then you look
And you see me
Recognition
Dawns in your face
Filling the spaces
Between eternity.
I'm not alone
The world is small
And can be pushed
Inside a cupboard
Making room to play
Matchless harmony.
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