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How We Live in the Sometimes
A poetic take
Sometimes our hearts become clouded by mental short-cuts to our desires.
We rightfully look to the heavens, and all we see are the stars twinkling.
Twinkling to pull us into what we want while depriving us of our attention to what is grounded here on earth and what we need.
In desperate acts of self-preservation and protection, we live through the falsitudes of a conjecture of ego, believing the stories that fit a human plastic
and yet convenient for some practical mould.
Searching for a sanctuary for our soul, we seek salvation in others.
Losing sight that within each of us, there has always been one true story.
A story consistently waiting for us to reach inside and allow to unfold.
Sometimes
Thank you for reading. May your sometimes serve you like the seeds we are, and we continually rise, push up and grow. 😊
