Look at yourself; what can you do?
Look at your eyes; they can’t see into a soul.
Look at your feet; they can’t walk on water.
Look at your hands; they can’t hold the world.
Can’t.
Can’t, can’t, can’t.
They always say we can’t.
But look at those eyes.
And look at those feet.
Look at those hands.
Ready to pierce the illusion.
Ready to run into battle.
Ready to tear away the lies.
See those eyes; they can watch the hallway around you pass and return.
Those feet — they can pace in circles.
And those hands — they can hold a phone.
Look at yourself; what can't you do?
About the Creator
Zoe Kay
Truth exists; love exists; all life is good; and out of all the billions of people on this amazing planet, your fears, hopes, and dreams matter infinitely.
A New Beginning
Tony couldn’t sit still, crossing and uncrossing his legs, trying to calm his trembling hands as Clara stood at the office window deep in thought. The airline ticket in his shirt pocket moved to the beat of his heart¬– each beat bringing back the nightmare causing memories of the words he’d spoken over ten years ago. Thanks to Clara he’d finally gained the courage to buy that ticket.
By Gerald Holmes4 days ago in Fiction
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