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MUDDY WATERS ...

Original Photography by Kristine


MUDDY WATERS

As I sat
Thoughts of days gone by
Have I made the wrong choice?
Did I muddy the waters,
and disrupt the natural flow
Should I have been more patient
Or was the timing right?
Feeling lost
I gathered my worry
and continued on
In hopes of a sign
One that would be so bright,
there would be no mistaking it
Wanting more
Or needing less
A fine line
That lingers in the air
Slowing disappearing
Until tomorrow
The next day
And the day after that

Kristine Dubuque Ortega
06/26/2016  

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