Is it The Light of who we really are
Or the reflection of who we choose to be?
Is it that we are always naturally shaped?
Or do we, in all our senses or subconsciously, guide how time and circumstances mould us?
Does that leave room for "being natural" in real sense?
I don't believe so.
Why should I be trapped in borrowed colours?
ReplyDeleteMy colours shall be my own. And so will the reflection be.
Consumed, in this chaos, we are.
ReplyDeletePreaching ourselves the lessons of life.
Ardent, we believe.
The water flowing in the brook,
takes the shade of the tincture drop.
The flowers would not have been thorns
had they not been born on the cacti.