Apathy And The Emotion - Poem by Josh Alfred
The surface is silent/
But the fishes are playful/
Like thought beneath/
The apathy I appear to keep.
The sky is toned blue and is still/
But the universe is making stars beyond/
Like my thoughts bursting out of imagination/
Which fiddle with folly beneath the gaze of my peering.
Settled rocks on earth bound hills/
Only move when the earth quakes/
Like my many thoughts that rumble/
When wonder shakes them alive.
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