Seems that I can only write When something is "amiss"... Why can't I delight in something Fragrant...nature's bliss?... The sunlight through my window Or the sound of whispering winds?... The rushing of a mountain spring... Voices of loving friends?... It's so easy to be blinded By my "habit" to be sad And think my world is "crumbling"... Not "seeing" good things had! I want to learn to write again Bout things that can inspire! And maybe, (every now and then) Release a little fire! Till then I'll try and look around For "beauty" in my midst... And write something somewhat profound While "unclenching" my fistsBirth sign: Pisces
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