Blurred purpose

The trees still grow on lands unbiased,
The fruits still ripe with impartial waters,
The leaves still dance with the free winds,
The branches still bear laughter free of sins.

So who are we to draw the lines,
Between nothing yours and nothing mine,
The time is nigh that we define,
We are the colours not outlines.


21 thoughts on “Blurred purpose

  1. I loved the last lineโ€ฆwe are the colours not outlines!

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    1. Yes indeed, it is significant. Thank you๐Ÿ˜‡


  2. Such vivid imagery, great flow words so true. Very beautifully written.

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      1. You are quite welcome!
        A pleasure reading your work.


      2. ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ˜‡๐ŸŒธ

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  3. Such beautiful lines! Thanks also for the follow on I Write Her. I hope you enjoy my thoughts as well! ๐Ÿ™‚

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  4. Both powerful and delightful

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    1. Thank you๐Ÿ˜‡โœŒ๏ธ


  5. Nice work! And thanks for following me.


  6. Fabulous ending ๐Ÿ‘Œ


  7. I really like knowing that Iโ€™m colorsโ€“thank you!!

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      1. Yes ๐Ÿ™‚


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