A Reflection

A Reflection
By Andrew Moravick

In water’s wetted restless reflection myself I see,
Yet you, the onshore onlooker be,
I, imperfect, broken by ripples and wind will appear,
While you watch with vision uncorrupt and clear.
Yet if of you we are and be you uncorrupt,
Why than we, images of you, so easy to disrupt?
Why water’s waves which wander from your whispered word,
Tear us and taint us, your image broken and blurred,
While we must wage war ‘gainst waves with which disruption come,
Obstacles obscuring your image, yet from you this obscurity is from?
Be it test or tempest to try our mortal soul,
To galvanize our parts to be unbreakable when made whole?
Why shade you the sun so we you can not see,
And unseeing of you blind to ourselves we be?
Why warm you the water which dries up the depths,
Beaching us, breaking us draining us of our breaths?
Shackled to you, my shore mounted master I’m a slave,
I would rise to rebel from bondage were I too brave.
Had I the power to you subdue what good would it do,
If my life and power is produced from you?
If I remove you from looking on your reflective sea,
Than I remove myself for you I am and you are me.
For as a reflection I prove to you your existence,
Just as your image gives me my life’s persistence.
If you did not exist than neither would I,
But if I did not exist would you also die?

A New Direction

The first two weeks of 08 have passed, and so far, my mission to use my blog as a place to encourage the consideration of world peace isn't going as well as I'd hoped. Also, the depressing thoughts that come along with considering was to accomplish world peace are incredibly taxing on my young mind. I remember it was about 8 years or so ago, when the world seemed beautiful, wondrous, and the people within it I held to be generally good natured. Everything I believed had a level of purity, innocence, and value. Going from that state of mind to one that must consider the greatest hardships people must endure, visualizing the horrors some people must see everyday in war torn nations, I must admit is painful just to think about. Maybe, perhaps this is another reason why we may not want to think about working toward peace, we try to think of other, more pleasant things besides war, the dark side of human nature, and the bloody violence associated with all that. If I could get more contributions, stories from other people, something so that I don't feel like I must bear the weight myself. I'd much rather explore the good parts of human nature, the wonderful mysteries of existence, and maybe get into a humorous post every now and again. Maybe someday, when I've experienced more, develop a larger audience, and am more eloquent in my writing I can return to this effort and have a greater influence.

I will of course be open to invitations of others to discuss the possibilities of peace at anytime here on my blog, however my focus for now will return to other philosophic or literary topics. Hopefully though, those of you who do read my writings will enjoy my poems and other philosophies as well. Writing I believe is my greatest talent, whether god given, luck, natural ability, or the benefit of a decent education, writing is my gift which I wish to share, and I hope a gift that others may enjoy.