London Poem: Day 5

22 August

I was provided
A soft glance of where life can go.
Everything felt uncertain,
But still,
There was comfort in the knowing of unknowing.
Nature’s wild blossoms bloom,
But which way will it bend?
Laughter still rings,
Though, what will bring it to a close?
Nothing may
But it is catching a glimpse of what is possible
That pushes a person towards an end.
Though, it never does end,
Colors only change
To provide
Surprise to the certainty of uncertainty.

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