The sky will always seem different now!

I stand firm like an oak tree,

But I must be ready like the willow.

My eyes are set in an illusion of wants and desires,

My heart and mind desires conflict with this false reality.

Slowly reach through the grayness.....

Plunder through the wrongness....

Shatter their expectations....

Stand! Smartly! Smiling in the ruins of the emperors...

I stand firm like an oak tree,

But I must be ready like the willow.

The sun will rise and set and..................

The sky will always seem different now!

Painting by Lorraine Rigby. 2016.