Sunset Through A Dirty Window ( Photography, Poetry )


Sunset Through A Dirty Window

the sunset is not dirty,
it is the window that is dirty.

many things enter your heart,
good and bad, kind and evil, courage and fear,
those that are allowed to sit back,
decide what you are,

you cannot call the sunset dirty,
it’s the filter you are using that is dirty, your mind, maybe.

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