Awake

Beauty lies within a seed.

Words on a page
Actors on a stage
Paint on a canvas
The walking dead among us

How many come and how many go
With the river's current we flow
How many walk past the rose
Without contemplating the stories it knows

Changing as a river's stream
So many forgetting to stop and dream
Zombies going through the motion
Rather than feeling through the emotion

To grow is to change, instead of remaining the same
Wild and free, the wind rustling the horse's mane
Sunset over the ocean, bare feet in the sand
Not alone, but in solitude, awakened I stand

Reviews

[Savannah Bly]

Beautiful! It is creatively descriptive in a relatable way. Thanks for sharing!

[FlamingPhoenix]

Thank you for your sweet review!