Prompt Line
Like a ruby held up to the sunrise. Is it still a stone, or a world made of redness? (Rumi)
My take on
I changed the day They saw me giving new dimensions to my reality the core remains unchanged yet, the halo is not a part of me I strive to stay with it clinging halo…. it won’t let go of me I check back to see if new colours change the landscape is there something more I need to live up to? I go back, check my hard core find the software has changed if genes can mutate with action halos are only expectation…
Good food for thought, Reena.
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Thank you, Lisa!
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You’re welcome!
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I am imagining a ruby red halo …. love your poem.
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Thanks so much!
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is there something more
I need to live up to?…….. that is the key failure, always striving to live up to… whose, what standard? well done
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You are right. We assume we are independent, but decisions are influenced by many factors. It could be our own expectations of ourselves, but why can’t those be relaxed?
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I agree, Reena. I lived so much of my life trying to “live up to’
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Are we the code in reality…. do I sense of Matrix mysticism here?
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I’m inclined to think so… we are the code.
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This is stunning. I sense struggle, acceptance, and hope. And I love the picture!
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Thanks so much!
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Well-penned.
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Thank you!
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This is full of love Rena well written
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Thank you, Rob!
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Love this, especially that last line.
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Thanks a lot!
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Welcome!
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Wow, profound.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome 😉
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