A chance happening of a poetry duet, wrapped gently around the first image as seen over on A Shade Of Pen’s post for Finding Myself. Like a cascading waterfall, we threw text in verses, lines, stanzas, back and forth across a live-wire, it felt like it only took a few minutes. Go check her writing out, “A Shade Of Pen“…
I am lost in this crowd..
I am looking to find myself..
Someday, somewhere I will find the mirror..
That will help me see the someone that is “me”..
A reflection in a waterfall, natural, unforced, wild and free..
Waiting quietly till sunlight arrives,
Out in the world, or in the city to see,
As waters rush fast from far places to sea,
We might see a rainbow in the flighty..
Mists’ of their gravities..
Lingering thoughts of yesterday..
Mix beautifully to tomorrow..
As a new day breaks..the lazy eyelids sketch the image..
Which teases the stories I have lived..
Here to step outside..
To wake from the dream beneath..
A weathered ladder of trees climbing..
Each taled moment lived not of sleep..
my stories to share, to believe..
As the different scenes blend
The full plot shines and I smile
‘coz in between the lessons and reflections
In the ripples of flowing water
I see the depth of your eyes
That is the mirror that bears me