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sh down hollow-boned cheeks under the soaked hermitage of a wanderer’s steel helmet My blurry vision follows the bleed of yellow balloons grinning from a distance Pedestrians ignite traffic lights with their protesting mouths Cars come to a momentary halt around a billboard glistening in profundity <b>“This too shall pass.”</b> For a brief moment the city shrinks small as we all brace towards a match point of lessons we’ve learned and ones that loom around the corner So we accept the divinity we get in t

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his city that never stops for a silent heartbreak or a crumpled gossamer dream melded between cracks of asphalt between forebodings and good omens The meaning of God continues to elude us in collusion with the cosmos sending us accidental signs predestined.</i></p><p id="2cd6"><b><i>Notes:</i></b><i> Loosely inspired by the phenomenon of divine signs that I’ve been experiencing lately in the form of angel numbers. Unfortunately, on me, perhaps not entirely, their meaning is lost.</i></p></article></body>

Tears In Rain

Dusted with the city’s concrete — some God reflections

Photo by Bhawin Jagad on Unsplash

Lost in the city as tears in rain gush down hollow-boned cheeks under the soaked hermitage of a wanderer’s steel helmet My blurry vision follows the bleed of yellow balloons grinning from a distance Pedestrians ignite traffic lights with their protesting mouths Cars come to a momentary halt around a billboard glistening in profundity “This too shall pass.” For a brief moment the city shrinks small as we all brace towards a match point of lessons we’ve learned and ones that loom around the corner So we accept the divinity we get in this city that never stops for a silent heartbreak or a crumpled gossamer dream melded between cracks of asphalt between forebodings and good omens The meaning of God continues to elude us in collusion with the cosmos sending us accidental signs predestined.

Notes: Loosely inspired by the phenomenon of divine signs that I’ve been experiencing lately in the form of angel numbers. Unfortunately, on me, perhaps not entirely, their meaning is lost.

Poetry
God
Fate
Introspection
Spirituality
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