A call upon the water and not a single word returns,
I called out to the water and heard only ocean churns.
A call out to the moon, as I listened in the night,
I called it through the darkness and only saw its light.
I looked and saw below, me, faded as I stood
Me shaken by the rain, in this I understood
He looked and saw above him,me standing straight and tall
Not shaken by the rain, or moved by wind at all
I called out to the water and heard only ocean churns.
A call out to the moon, as I listened in the night,
I called it through the darkness and only saw its light.
I looked and saw below, me, faded as I stood
Me shaken by the rain, in this I understood
He looked and saw above him,me standing straight and tall
Not shaken by the rain, or moved by wind at all
Perspective is reflection, pointing up, out, or down
Reflection on reflections, can turn your world around.
For what I thought was me, weakened by my surroundings,
Was really me with strength astounding.
Written fall 2012
Copyright Justin Gerges 2013
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