I see you, seeing me.
Asking questions with those eyes.
Preparing your blatant lies.
You can’t fool the jester.
We shall see what we shall see.
That’s how the saying goes.
That’s how the fiction grows.
I’m more than silly, mister.
Spinning rhymes, let it be,
And my gaze will find the truth,
More than words and more than proof.
More than sins that pester.
My sight looks out to be free.
Though my heart knows its place,
And I’m too tired to race.
So my words only fester.
Blah. I’ve sat down to write a post with this picture for the last couple days, and nothing came to me, so then it became this hurdle I had to get through. And prove that I could do it? Or, maybe just be done with it so I could move on to something else? Or, maybe just because I’m stubborn? Hell if I’m going to let this picture thwart me! Something like that.
Anyway, this was a completely accidental selfie. I was at the beach and squinting against the setting sun to try and catch the rays stretching across the breakers, and couldn’t see what I was looking at. I’d flipped the camera around and had forgotten to switch it back. Whoops. I love how it turned out, though.
Not as big a fan of the poem/rap I came up with to go along with it… but, looking for silver linings, at least I wrote something and am posting it? Sure. Why not. That’s as good a place as any to start. So, here we go… picture and some words… and, maybe this will kick off more of both to be shared with all my faithful kingdomites out there? We shall see.