Overlooking the city
as if I were a bird
soaring within the clouds
examining the fabric of life-
what each area holds dear,
knowing that within the jumbled puzzle of it all-
We are just a small speck of the wheel of life.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Overlooking the city
as if I were a bird
soaring within the clouds
examining the fabric of life-
what each area holds dear,
knowing that within the jumbled puzzle of it all-
We are just a small speck of the wheel of life.
This makes me think about how vast and complex our world really is. There’s so much more to it than just one person, and yet it’s all interconnected. I really like this one.
Yes we are but a speck… Staying humble is the way…