Turn, Turn, Turn
by Scott Thomas Outlar / May 13th, 2018
This is not a poem
but a simple reminder
that all of these experiences
are temporary
and fleeting,
yet still
far more beautiful
than any fallen human being
could ever ask, hope,
or dare dream of.
Like a cat fight
by an oak tree
under the blanket of midnight.
Like a last kiss
on a bridge stained
with the smell of smoke.
Like a first breath
from two fresh lungs
inhaling accidental evolution.
Everyone has a breaking point.
The trick
is to come away
at the end of the process
with even more
pieces of the puzzle
in place
than there were
to begin with.
Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching
philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of
consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration.
He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and
prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects. Scott Thomas can be reached at
17numa@gmail.com. You can also watch and/or subscribe to his
YouTube Channel Read other articles by Scott Thomas, or
visit Scott Thomas's website.
This article was posted on Sunday, May 13th, 2018 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.
