The weight of lessons

The vantage point, venue, experience,

Lessons I question

overwhelming, oppressive

Leveling the ego with concussive force.


my vision, modus operandi, time is fleeting.


Answers are sequestered, utilizing anonymity,
Frustration are the walls, destined to fall…


Raising my gaze

I realize that





As I’m turned towards you…

Reconstituted and made whole.

One thought on “The weight of lessons

Let's get your 2 cents worth ...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

About Shun P. Writes

Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.