Romancing reality
The ability to look at things as they are
Without the distraction of a fairy tale romance
No waking dreams, no repressed desires projected onto another
But the beauty of seeing what is, in clarifying light
No delusions of grandeur
Or of running away from the world
But the courage to look into a honest mirror
And accepting who we are
Beautiful, wrinkled, deep feeling
And maybe, finding who we want to be
Romancing the world, is a hollow chase
And reality is a pretty illusion
When the only true romance, is with your own soul!
poem by Anita Atina
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