First ever Haiku
just keeping it real. As i talk of my shadow, i am shining a light on it. Being me as a whole. Transcendence.
im a beginer
Figured this would be longer, but I can't really think of anywhere else to take it.
Just some thoughts as I grow older...
The world always changes, but something as beautiful and innocent as a pond just repeats. Why can't we just enjoy it?
