Saturday, August 8, 2009

Web of truth and delusions


Intertwined in the beautiful web that we weaved
Our thoughts are left to manifest and grow
Often are we deluded by the promise they seemingly hold
Perfected by modern-day expectations and
Our increasing dependence on what we want to see
People that surround us contribute to each new line
Rarely is the web the same at the end of each day
Sometimes this is a thankful thing, sometimes not
How we intend to position ourselves on the delicate lines
Must be deliberate and accompanied by a little faith
Whatever the obstacles, perhaps a heavy dew drop
Can waver our motivation but not silencing it
Thus as we stand from afar and gaze at its manipulative beauty
We come to fully understand the nature of it
Which is in itself a plethora of our very own uncertainties.

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