Waking up to see the sunrise

Do you believe your own blue eyes?

Every-time from birth to the next

Has had its reason, so say the texts.

 

Pretoria, Warwick, Midrand, Dubai

Separate stars for stops, an exclusive sky.

Each and every aspect, personally designed

To find the path where I am to be aligned.

 

Souls to merge with, some to avoid.

All illustrations have thus been enjoyed…

Stepping stones, the eternal student

The universe becomes closer to translucent.

 

Around and under, hidden yet clear,

Past or Future? Only now is here.

Following the fairies, finding the voices

As each mishap leads to mindful choices.

 

Puppeteers with masks and manipulation

Will not triumph by means of my trepidation

Hidden treasures, knowledge abound

If I were only to look around.

 

Borrowing tales to create the invisible

Until reality distracts with the unthinkable.

Blurred nights and dark days,

Will not keep for long, I found my ways.

 

Searching for meaning and reason

Becomes ever futile with each passing season.

For little is known, yet much to gain,

If only to pause and touch the rain.

 

Blue eyes have been awakened,

Rhymes and reasons have beckoned.

Per chance to find my heart-sisters,

We will answer the inner whispers.

 

© Bianca Greyvenstein

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  1. Farvez Afridi Reply

    “Searching for meaning and reason

    Becomes ever futile with each passing season.

    For little is known, yet much to gain,

    If only to pause and touch the rain.”

    This is beautiful. <3 Now I am craving for more.

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