Flashing lights, luminous sky,
Yet empty artificial life,
Faulty thoughts and faulty deeds,
Built on ego’s changing needs,
Always searching, wanting more,
Never satisfied or sure,
And then at last a lesson learned,
Discover wrong direction turned,
We learn that we must turn about,
Not looking in, we must look out,
To find the love and joy we need,
Gifts that are given are gifts received.
© 050305 Petit Poet
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