My attempt to romanticize the idea of this ever changing world.
I'll continue to view life, as it pertains to the beauty that sometimes goes unseen, or worse, seen but unacknowledged.
Each day a new pattern, of shapes and miraculous colors unfold before my eyes, within the time that I can't seem to hold in my hands.
I recognize the yellows as well as the blues, and note that both are crucial to appreciating life.
And although I see nothing but bits and pieces of my life, chaotic little shards of colored glass,
I know that it is beautiful...
despite the confusion,
despite the instability,
despite all of my uncertainties.
I'll seek refuge in the truth...
and I'll continue to see the world through
Kaleidoscopic eyes.