Thursday, October 3, 2013

poem of the day

We are Individual.

In all of us there exists 
the need not to feel alone.
We cling blindly to one another
Like twigs in a current.

We go through life like sailors
Always looking for an island,
Always fearing to lose sight of land...
Always fearing.

Misfits are shaken off and cast out,
feared as we ask ourselves,
"Am I different too?"
And we are.

It's strange, but we need not fear
to be alone.
A twig entangled
loses its identity, itself.

it should be more greatly feared 
to become faceless and blend in,
than it is to sail along the current alone
unique, standing out.

It serves us well to be unique.
It is fitting that we smile with our own faces,
laugh with our own laughs, 
and love with our own hearts.

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