It Happened Differently Again

It Happened Differently Again

There is a vibration that goes between your ribs
Stories told in opaque
Rice and cake in the fields of your dreams
Standing on solid rock
The gray is rich
The red is poor
Seems we’ve heard this before
But still we want to believe

Them oceans make the sand
If we ever go out to sea
Will we ever reach land
Every day the sun comes up and goes down again
The young grow old again
Life is born and it begins

But do you think maybe
Each time
It begins again
In each sentence a period is lost
Each picture a pixel is twisted

Why do plants bother to reach for the sun
A smile on a face
You can’t replace
No joke is as good when it is told twice
Each new display can’t be displayed twice
But still

By: Roger Harkness – Shepard of Peace

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