Perspective

Yesterdays poem didn't get posted, so, here it is:

entering the heartspace

seeing the layers of humanity
feeling sameness

I got dressed for an easy, holiday work day. As I looked down at my black socks, black pants, black T-shirt, black sweatshirt. I noticed that none of the blacks were exactly the same. Somehow, this seemed profound or significant. Or maybe just interesting to this inquiring mind.

Picture of a vancouver business. I wonder if they never had to match blacks.

ah, to an interesting yet peaceful day

as the world shifts and changes

what remains the same