Cassandra
here at the end of things
the end of doubts, the end of fears
returns a face. our open eyes. we see.
Beauty. she who was ever at our side.
speak honestly. you know her face.
for a time, you believed in lies.
now,
open heart like a window is.
beauty is a choice.
Cassandra
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ahh so she inspired you and at the last 😉 Such a rich source for poetry
“open heart like a window is.” beautifully said
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Well, I got that far, inch by inch. Your fault this time. Thanks.
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“open heart like a window is”—LOVE this line. Such a beautiful poem.
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No clue how the thirty was going to conclude. Then OK, no matter how. Then Beauty came along. Ya’know.
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