Up and down
Back and forth
Sideways-
No where to go,
The fog rolls in-
My life
Like cells dividing
Under a microscope
Constant change
As the world turns
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Reviewed by Christine Volkoff (Reader)
Reviewed on July 24, 2015
What an interesting view, and as usual full of many meanings in so few words...great write!
I find my life getting foggy of late too, though I attributed it to the fact of my many acid trips and other drugs I did partake of...after all, drugs may not be the best way to enlightenment, but it is the scenic route... <smile> -e-
Nothing is ever plain sailing, is it? I guess the fog makes the clear days with expanded vision all that more precious and enjoyable. Nicely done, Deborah. xx
a pinpoint observation in a Petri-dish, D.L. . . yes, it is best to stay where you are, as the wiser way to follow the worldly changes is to be unchangeable oneself. Your beautiful illustration tells me the day is going to be hot, . . you have nothing to worry about; a nice song of yours. Cheers, alex
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