Cyber Illusion

Billions stare at screens
Falling deeper and deeper
Into the tech void

It's Just The Universe Playing With Form

One moment brings pain
The next brings unbridled joy
So flows the cosmos

Determination

The dandelion
Can grow in the concrete's cracks
I must be this strong

The Weaver

To stretch she pauses
From creating her artwork
Thus becoming art

John William Waterhouse - " "I'm Half Sick Of Shadows" Said The Lady Of Shalott"

Only On Easter

Praying and egg hunts
Resurrections and rabbits
Sure I guess why not

At Last

The sun's rays reach me
Warming skin cold from winter
And time spent waiting

Bruce Lee's Choice

Two branches hold snow
One bends, the other one snaps
Which branch will you be?