Monday, July 12, 2021

Personal earthquake

There is the us that others perceive 
And the lived experience of our life
We may know our feelings and desires
But our memory is warped in remebering
Our perception of self is often twisted
Trying to see ourselves through other eyes
Trembling feelings as lava at our core
But a still surface that can looks serene
We can't always predict the seismic events
That can shatter our world into rubble
We don't always know the cosmic events
That will punch a whole in our existence.