Vital Signs

Vital SignsThe lines are drawn

Dismal or bliss

Wake-up to the mood and function in this

A blessing or a dirge

Decide

 

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

Functionality

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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