Vital Signs

Vital SignsThe lines are drawn

Dismal or bliss

Wake-up to the mood and function in this

A blessing or a dirge



Everything is better worn

When the shine is off

Bland newness goes

As texture abrades the novelty

And lends surface to experience


Confusion can be the precursor

To apathy

So the grey middle ground will adopt


You may have to dig deep to carry on


Success may not be the tangible thing

But a feeling inside

Some inner glow. Some energy

That elusive thing that tugs at pride

And asks the question of a deeper place

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