Starry-eyed
poem by:
Raven Lane
Written
on Oct 25, 2016
Some might say I tend to see things through rose colored glasses and I used to think that was an insult. But what's wrong with seeing the moon brighter than it appears? Am I wrong for trusting in others and wearing my heart on my sleeve? Am i at fault for being too generous? Or maybe, just brave? These glasses show me the beauty amongst the world which some just pass right on by and dismiss in the blink of an eye. All of the beauty in this world coexists with me each and every day because I am optimistic about what it has to offer. My glasses are made of something magical, hope, grace and acceptance for all things on mother earth. I have gained a certain appreciation for this paradoxical world of ours. So forgive me if i seem starry-eyed but the galaxy in my eyes ignites a flame in my heart allowing me to appreciate this gift of life by creating my own vision which only I can manifest. This world is bold and beautiful and I have the inner wisdom to view it more intensely than others and that, to me, is a gift. So I'll continue to look at this world with my rose colored glasses and dance with the sun and moon and stars disregarding all of the consequences of being what some might consider naive. © 2015 Raven Lane
Tags: happy, inspirational, deep, hope,
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Christopher Russon commented:
I realy like your poem.good imagery.one could say out of this world.
Please feel free
to read my poem magical wizard.no obligation to read.
It is about writers block.
