[Calann]: 135.Poetry.Utopia

Once there was an urge
a calling buried and forgotten
yet while watching life pass
through this lens
I've awakened to realise

There is a fascination
for skewed perspectives
as if it would help me regain
the clarity of vision
lost for so long
but

Something fragile
like hope, fluttering
on transparent wings
enters the soul
shimmering faintly inside
gently soothing

As I sit still
for a fleeting moment
here, in this space
with your reflection and mine
finding a fraction of
certainty.