The weight of lessons

The vantage point, venue, experience,

Lessons I question

overwhelming, oppressive

Leveling the ego with concussive force.

Indecision

my vision, modus operandi, time is fleeting.

image

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

But.

Raising my gaze

I realize that

Divinity

is

the

ceiling.

As I’m turned towards you…

Reconstituted and made whole.

Published by 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.

1 Comment

  1. tunisiajolyn84 says:
    January 14, 2017 at 12:26 pm

    “Divinity

    is

    the

    ceiling.”

    🙌

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

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