Sunday, 13 October 2013

Connecting the Dots

My truth is not your truth
Your reality isn’t my reality
There are numerous versions
Of the very same thing
Like the bright specks
On a clear night sky
A canvas of nothingness
Waiting for each one of us
To conjure!
To connect!
And come up with a pattern
Oh the joy of creating meaning!
A constellation of our own 

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