This stubborn pen in hand
might as well be broken
For whose crossed eyes
can see the indescribable beauty
that sits so delicately on
the very tip of their nose?
The challenge of
writing when happy
knows no boundaries
and ever so quickly
turns to confusion as
the kaleidoscope begins
to grow and spin
into something it once wasn’t
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It’s so hard to sit with contentment! Your frustration palpable here–effectively described. Thanks much, Gretchen. k.
nothing last forever….and soon enough the kaleidiscope turns….take happy when you get it though and dont fear it coming or you will miss the moment
if it turns into something new it will be still something beautiful.. though the changing process is always tough and makes us feel insecure… good to see you gretchen!!