I see you count your ways
The way you count your days,
Xing out the effort. By seeing through the daily haze and going through Life’s maze, it magnifies the components of your reality and you could trip over all the holes inside,
That are steep and of unknown depths.
You can always find your way through your wreckage,
Just don’t forget to seek and reclaim the lost gems of yourself. Even the smallest is the beginning of your treasures.
Julia Manuel on Poem #4 ingridfalconi on Poem #4 Julia Manuel on Poem #4