Alright, so as I was finishing up with one that I just reblogged, I noticed that a Blair King liked one of the ones I reblogged, so naturally I had to take a peek and I am glad I did. Read this poem and see if you come to the same conclusion as I did.
I sit back and watch
as the clouds glide over the sun.
Wondering how something so bright,
can be muffled by a mere fog.
But isn’t that what happens to us all?
We control the gravity
of our own weighty worlds
and dominate our space,
as our thoughts revolve around us.
What happens when our force is blocked?
Our light begins to fade
in the eyes of the observer,
but behind the haze,
we continue to shine.