Poem by: devilrod
Submitted: September 02, 2007
As I lay on my side
Rocks and sticks poking my ribs
I feel wonderfully imperfect
A testament to the harmony of the universe
The balance that is so unassuming
Like a an insect
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to feel 'wonderfully imperfect' I can sense that feeling as I picture myself laying on the ground with rocks and sticks. just to be a part of everything else that is also imperfect and doesn't care. I wish i could feel that way always. sometimes I feel so uncomfortable in my own skin. being outside is the perfect cure. :)
Yes, nature will take clean away most anxieties, and allow the harmonies to play.
I appreciate all of the attention and kind words.
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