Patches

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The sun

Warming my face

Soft breeze, caressing

The makings of a smile

A glassy Carribbean sea

Contrasted with

Towering white and gray

Ominous clouds

Threatening, yet far away

That’s how it is

Within my soul

Alive and vibrant

With patches of gray

Constantly moving

In constant tension

Sometimes blue

Sometimes gray

But always changing

Soothing with strife

As I find my way

 

 

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