The World In My Eyes Poem by Eden Trinidad

as I woke up this morning
lounged in the shade of my windowpane
a chord manifolds
my still sleepy drowsy grayish eyes
attentively captured by
the sky, the ocean, and, the mountain
tainted and marred,
reflecting upon its others blueness
sensitive to its sereneness...
white birds playing gaily
amidst towering skyscrapers
wondering how they coexist...
fruition sprung on me
as perceptivity manifested
the silence everywhere...
the world is healing by itself...
that's what deemed upon me,
my eyes still freeze on the sereneness
not craving for anything...
the world is healing by itself
indeed...

Eden Soriano Trinidad
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March 24,2020