
Reflection shows up to a varied response, but never a varied truth.
Even when a reflection invites varied responses
Truth is it’s constant rythym
Reflective responses vary by emotion and circumstance
Changing like the rivers current
Truth that the rivers current moves
That the sun rises and sets
That is a truth in constant rhythm
Even in a blur of the morning dew
Or a beautiful evening rain
The truth that is constant brings the change
Change although constant relays upon the truth
~Kerri-Elizabeth~
It is a profound and beautiful poem
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